Ash Sandwich

death
gives
those caught
in time more
food space and money
but unresolved clouds of feeling
drift we cannot box up so adroitly as ashes
plastic urns forgot in basement closets - one niche shared by bitterly divorced spouses
puffs of public platitude drift sandwiched in scripture
then we mourn nuanced elegies
in whiskey corners
where we shed
sharply
edged
tears