News

It’s the news that 
you know is coming yet
you never wish to 
hear it’s never uttered 
by those involved but 
shared by someone else 
he’s dying I’m told
it’s a sucker punch
you think of him
first naturally but then
as the shock washes
over you you think 
of yourself and remember 
it’s the remembrance that 
pulls the air out 
like a vacuum picking 
up dirt and dust
and then they come 
the tears oh the 
tears not because of 
sadness but of joy 
for then you know 
that he will go
and he will remain 
a part of you