her mother slipped from this earth
just the other day
lights flashing, sirens screaming
on their fruitless run
she sorrows, dreads tomorrow,
new grave marked among its silent neighbors
marked by stone, under wind socks,
serenaded by wind chimes
she clings to her mother's hand
stroking the flesh from whence her flesh
and tracing the bones from whence her bone
were born.
mother, brother, husband,
now keep vigil on their daughter, sister, wife.
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