Not From This

The emptiness is startling.
The silence is embezzling
the best and worst
of all the love we knew.
The many tears were
cried by all too few.
We can't go back.
It didn't last.
There is no resurrection.
Nor a promise of redemption.
Not from this.
An empty tomb
embedded in the womb
of our travails...

? Michaelette ?

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