What's Left - Poem by Patti Masterman
What is left when a person goes-
A blank spot in the mirror, that shows
Where they used to be; and some shoes that speak
Of soles, that show a million steps receipt.
Dark smudges on piano keys,
And silhouettes, outlining things,
Memory books with darkened page,
Showing a gradually bent image.
Dried flowers, from some balls corsage,
Catheters, from medical triage,
Lipsticks broken off, in their tube-
This emptiness, where once a person stood.
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