the body of the loved one <br />that lies there <br />without a face since it was the fire <br />that consumed <br />what flesh was once there <br />in the breast <br />and the extremities <br /> <br />all are atoms and molecules <br />vibrating <br />there is no body, no pain now <br />there is only the sound <br />of a whisper <br />radiations of waves upon waves <br />and when you go inside <br />alas! everything is in a flux <br />in fact <br />there is nothing <br /> <br />so why are you crying? <br />are you grieving for flying atoms <br />for jumping molecules? <br />for love that is nothing but the interstitial <br />spaces between each <br />nothingness? <br /> <br />let me be honest with you <br />i have no grief for no one, <br />not even for me.<br /><br />RIC S. BASTASA<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/alas-everything-is-in-a-flux/
