checks up on you like gravity
he provided proof in an utterance,
what mind lies scattered on the grass?
what dreams exploded on the path?
what madness lurked beyond the glass?
Mother, you found him
you found his breathtaking breathless self
still as a stone statue
“stay” we asked and your silence implied
that you could not because
you were out of time
I looked for time in your history
in the things you did and the people you met
they gave me your glittered moments I put them
in a jar they glowed like nightlights
to guide me in the dark
then fizzled into nothing when I had
wandered too far from home
mattness, a stillness that echoes like
a broken television
you wait, far from here