'NO DIRECTIONS(in memory of my mother Ita)

South of Sorrow
North North West of Pain

I search for you &...
...lose you yet again.

I calculate your absence
by the stars

& you are near
though you are far.

I wander through this Wilderness of Loss
...is this what loving you has cost?

East of Loneliness

West of Grief

...If only for one brief

... your voice echoes inside my head

... I see you smile & laugh

... pretend that you're not dead.

...pretend that you're not dead.

Dónall Dempsey'