Letters to the Dead: Three

I know you're gone. Empirical
evidence can't be denied,
(though heaven knows I've tried).

Your spirit's soft reflection
no longer fills
my heart's void, and I

can't hear the whisper
of your voice within
my solitary soul.

Late at night, no warm arms
comfort me. No gentle
caress dries my tears.

Even your Puzzle is gone,
buried beneath the sand
with the ruins of my fantasies.

Your image haunts me
in mirrors, in dreams
taunts me from the dark

shadows in corners.
Silence is my companion-
constant, unwelcome,

and denial
no longer simply
that river in Egypt.

(c) March 11, 2005 Lucidscreamer


Author's Note: Another "Word of the Day" prompted this entry in the series, the word "empirical." Yugi is still moving through the stages of his grief, though not neccessarily in textbook order. I have a feeling "anger" is coming up soon, though...

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