viola

[subtle apex]

Shaky winds have blown, Viola,
But you can't rock back to sleep.

Baby Viola, I miss your tacky braids
I still think about the time you decked the halls
With dolls and my pullover string.

Viola, I'm pissed you left.
I bought your gifts, and now I can only lay them on your mom's doorstep.
You succumb to the hospital gloom.

Viola, I'd take the long walk with you.
Heaven is too vast to roam alone
Two of us, none more.

Half a dozen, six in one.
All of us die, just some are early.
Baby Viola, head to sleep up there.
I'll see you eventually.
You never had favorite colors, but your body did.
It loved from beige, and white, to golden halos and large wings.

My tea is too bitter, my crumpets too dry,
I'm hypervigilant, as if my time is nigh.
But Viola, life was always easy around you.

They'll pray for your gilded eyes even though I see them right here.
I wonder how many new friends you've made,
While God blocked the transmission of my cries to you.

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[final mason]

This was so gut-wrenching, i most definitely felt your pain and desperation for the said person named Viola. Wonderfully written.

[stiff wolf]

It's amazing. 'Heaven is too vast to roam alone'. I appreciate it. Words definitely can't describe pain but you've written it beautifully.

[spare shard]

i’m hesitant to name the ‘meaning’ behind your piece, but i understand loss only too well and this resonated with me quite a bit
hauntingly beautiful piece, well done 🖤

do you have substack by any chance? x

[subtle apex]

thank you so much, not at the moment