unbounded grief

they mar our rainbows with death
they color outside the lines
so we can no longer see
where the boundaries are
our long held hopes
barely showing under the scars

in the morning house
the rooms do not feel the same
as they felt last night
the floors were discouraged
I heard the walls lament
and the ceiling sag

this morning
they are silent
as I move about in bare feet
as I seek out my breakfast
they have little to say
about last night’s losses

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