headache

i have memories
of your kindnesses
stuck in my throat
choking me
keeping my breathing acute
and i can't cut you loose

you leak from my eyes
in the morning
though i've shredded
the void of your absence
with a vengeance
it continues reforming

i wonder if you have
apologies, regrets
any weakness drifting
through your lungs
waiting to be heard
if there is any void in you

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