These days, all I ever do is stare,
knowing can collapse in on itself,
but it can also save lives
as time passes.
My mind in my body, a whole,
It neither stands wholly apart
before death at least.
Grief drags us down
and dire conditions maintain,
so many systems are useless.
Back to basics now: kindness,
those things or moments
they last well. Thoughts added on,
the pieces true, yielding love,
a reminder of another real life.