Grief

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It happens like this —
I’m driving alone.
(Finally, thank-you-lord, alone)
The only sound my radio,
But muteness is overpowering,
And all the lyrics and notes and movements,
The bloody banging and shouting and god-knows-what,
Falter and go quiet before ever reaching my ear canal.

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