Literature
Eyelashes
A box,
Empty,
Save grey powdery ashes,
No skin,
No bone,
Nor his long silk eyelashes.
No laughter,
No tears,
Though darkness,
No fear,
Just sadness,
In me,
Emptiness,
In me,
Unlike the box,
Taking up space,
No heart,
No mind,
Not even a face.
Memories,
The box,
Just soft small grey ashes,
Memories,
I have,
Of his long silk eyelashes.