Bookends

The ‘bookend’
On whom I depend
Has gone.

And with him,
The sun.

Dawn brings only
Devastating clarity
That he is
No more
With me.

Leaving
Echoes, memories
Doors to the past
Ajar
But alas,
No GPS
And no radar

Latter-day Columbus
I’ve fallen
Off the world
Off the map

Wondering how
To bridge the gap
Of bitter grief and dark despair
Desperate as I am
To have my bookend here.

In memory of my dearest brother, greatly loved and sorely missed, January 2022