funeral

red dress
closed casket
big tears
bigger sobs

and you plead
“come back!”
pity doesn’t raise people
from the dead

and i didn’t cry
i was too numb
that made me feel guilty

and the priest won’t shut up about god
and i’m just trying to hear your birds sing
and i can’t quite find the words to say
to finish my sentence
as you’re lowered into the ground
M.Hood