The Lamb Chop Grief Spiral - Les Bernstein
Lawrence Robinson
Lrobpoet at sonic.net
Sat May 24 06:00:23 PDT 2025
The Lamb Chop Grief Spiral
Without nuance
it started when the butcher asked
how many lamb chops
too embarrassed to say
just two
a pathetic number
so incomplete
yet fully realized
I say four
I tell myself
each person who is stuck in the past
is stuck alone
the only valid tense is the present
I say there is a singularity
where all is one
and here
in brown paper
are the lamb chops
there was a time
dinner was shared
continuing on is neither
an ethical victory
nor a noble failure
in grief's own cathedral
this now
is my only destination
what will I do on my stay here
I pick up the fork and knife
and eat
- Les Bernstein
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