Forget the Graveyard’s Darkness and that Urn
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Imagining that you are in the sky
Above Antarctica or up beyond
The Arctic’s ice consoles my heartbeats, high
Among excited protons that respond
To solar winds because I think of you.
I vaguely know exactly where you are
But mind can turn the greenest green to blue
At altitudes of love. Your death is far
Away in drugged imaginings I cause
To cope with purple loss. Some part of me
Rejects your ashes. Beauty of the gauze
In skies refutes death’s tenets. I agree
With mystic lovelinesses at that height,
Rejecting briefly overwhelming night.