Crumpled Up Letters

Crumpled up letters

Sobbing in hysterics

In a dismal empty room

A 60 watt lightbulb

brightens up the corner

leaving my sorrows

to drown and crawl

in the mourning black

Detesting the fury

in the restless ink

Quickly the door opens

Ignoring your hollow

and oversized sermon

Shaking my tired head

to your diluted church

Justifying her passing

Reminding me

“Everything will be ok”

Biting my angry tongue

pulling out the letter

to my almighty God

“Why God Why”

Undiscovered answers

hang in the picture

of my dear beautiful mother

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