I rather like this one, I'm not sure why. Go ahead and eat it alive.
--
She used to be
able to hold your
hand with feathered
fingers.
I would apologize
to you, sir, if I could.
You once sat under
a placid blanket with
her, gazing into (the empti
ness of) her eyes.
I would give you a
comforting gesture, sir,
but I am unable.
Your hand clutches
her once feathered
fingers. And
your expression mimics
the one of a lost puppy.
I would guide you, sir,
but I can only take one at a
time to the Afterlife.
