grief is when there is nothing to be done
but sit with shit on your shoes
and endure it

there is nothing to negotiate
no fixing
no stopping
and no hoping

hoping pretends
to postpone a future which
on wednesday

will be what already is

                 - - -

a prayer contemplates the failure
of his biological frailty

acceptance honours what God has given
and dissects
eviscerating every passion
in a thorough exploring

this slow measuring of sorrow
hallows the soiling of the soul
and wonders at the sublime scent of decay
as new life begins

Andrew Prior

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