by Cyn Kitchen
flanked by roses
your body quiet, finally,
after decades of rage you battled
to get here. I have nothing to say
that hasn’t already been said,
of a moment as this.
I think about you when darkness
envelops my home, lights blink
along the invisible horizon, no sky
no earth, only moonless night adorned
by distant flickers.
dear mother, tiny giant,
now part of the great Out There,
this is me minus you if only
in my dreams.