For Mark
We needed this.
A casket the remainder  
Of absence.  
He was gone before 
The body stopped.  
That hyena cackle
Was not him. A ringed coffee 
Stain on the kitchen 
Table on the tip of his nose
Not him.
A damaged screen door 
Twined rosaries not him.
There was a radio, 
The charade of basic human
Interest.  A belt, a dollar 
Bill, a cigarette, a brother.
Not him.
These things describe us.
They are what we needed.
A prayer card.  We needed this.
A will.  A group home.  A
Reason.  We needed this.
He was sick. 
The medication he 
Never swallowed we 
Swallowed it.  Someone 
Had to get better.
Someone had to survive.
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