grief card 13

--- art and prompt by Caito Stewart, Falling Apart

there was a breach: a hernia,

the peritoneum sac a

-gape, hole in the two months old bag

of inconsolable and hag

-gard flesh, what was left when fight, flight,

and freeze failed to ease the pain, light

-ening me a fragment. I learned

to cauterize the crave and yearn

-ings, that ash quenches thirst and flame.

being emptied and overcome came

the pent open, the want of want,

one-and-only-begotten one.