how to construct the words,
a shaky Jenga tower,
I remember your kindness to me,
I remember you as brave,
I remember your funeral

too young but gone,
children fatherless
and widow ...

an empty ellipsis -
there are no words of real comfort,
only faded photographs

years have passed
it should have been your birthday
they cremated you

I hardly knew you

it falls apart

a tarot card
an image
a broken poem for Nish