it was a car crash that did it

local paper told me ’bout it today

so after breakfast i went diving

for air because that’s always been my way

of coping with grief and reminders

printed on watercolor chloroform

how can I keep thinking and breathing

when the heart is so terribly forlorn?

for you, it was as nothing had happened

“words are sprinkles” and all that

but for a bilingual polymath like me

it’s the only thing I think of – “all that”

all that happened and why

time trembles and how it came to be

“all that happened” and why it was

the different distance was ever so vastly