Walking adrift lost in echoes

from recent events

recalling snippets

of moments

I thought were

lost

Slow walk to an open

polished mahogany casket

feeling aimless thoughts drifting

footsteps dragging

eyes burning, holding back

tears

Feeling suspended

reliving past events

mixed with the right now

wishing to express comfort

words escape me, I’m left

voiceless

Soft murmurs reach me

unable to decipher what’s said

resorting to a language without words

embracing my friend, hoping touch speaks

volumes

Exiting the room moving like a ghost

among the crowd

vision blurred by tears

knowing my loss and aware theirs has started

sorrow spreads out like a lengthening

shadow