the ____ ending.

read "dont talk to the child inside" first. this is the childs perspective and conclusion.

a solemn procession

no parades,

just walking,

towards where it began.

i followed it for what seemed

miles; years.

and with nimble hands,

id take fallen tears.

i built a collection,

of all the sorts and goodbyes.

id keep them,

in their comfort id reside.

forever, we spent walking.

the oxbows, left in the wake,

of his funeral procession.

walking alone, only i aware of his fate.