Remains


Window – monotype print on paper

Remains

Lying lost in blankets

The tiny skeletal form

Not yet the remains

We wait for her to go.

A brief moment of facial recognition.

Incoherent mumbles

A declaration of love?

A plea for repose?

Or admonishment

For promises broken?

From sunken lips, the utterance.

Eyes meet in watery glances

Helpless hands in comforting delusions.

The cancer feeding like carrion.

Three nights long

Scornfully clinging to bitter life.

Three days more

We shared her pain

Useless and arkward

Longing to unleash sorrow.

Kiss goodbye.

Final words.

All that remains.

Ciaran Burke

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