All this, too, is grief

A poem

I have screamed with my head
underwater yelled 
obscenities while
driving alone at high speed

Stared blankly at the
page blankly at the open
sky blinked as 
Heaven seemed to blink
back in mutual, respectful
silence 

I’ve held my head
high held others
up put my hand in the
hand of another to hold
it tightly

Coiled arms around stomach as
my insides bur…