what sunshine

in memory of robin williams


oh, heaviness.

weights on your back,

no where to spring,

no where to hide,

reminded of what you lack.


the temper of shame,

the sea of blame wicked

hearts neglected

trickled into the cracks

of your sunshine.

made you blind to it.


peace comes,

with the strange bird song of

the beginning,

or the lost ghost fading into

the darkness,

or with the end.



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