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You gave me the child that seamed my belly

You gave me the child
that seamed my belly
& stitched up my life.
You gave me one book of love poems
five years of peace
& two of pain.
You gave me darkness light laughter
& the certain knowledge
that we someday die.
You gave me seven years
during which the cells of my body
died & were reborn.
Now we have died
into the limbo of lost loves
that wreckage of memories
tarnishing with time
that litany of losses
which grows longer with the years
as more of our friends
descend underground
& the list of our loved dead
outstrips the list of the living.
Knowing as we do
our certain doom
knowing as we do
the rarity of the gifts we gave
& received
can we redeem
our love from the limbo
dust it off like a fine sea trunk
found in an attic
& now more valuable
for its age & rarity
than a shining new one?
Probably not.
This page is spattered
with tears that streak the words
lose losses limbo.
I stand on a ledge in hell
still howling for our love.

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