Poems

Letters Found Near a Suicide (To Mother)

Posted on by A. Long

I came

in the blinding sweep

of ecstatic pain,

I go

in the throbbing pulse

of aching space–

in the aeons between

I piled upon you

pain on pain

ache on ache

and yet as I go

I shall know

that you will grieve

and want me back…

–Frank Horne

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