Ear Muffs

I want to wrap

my arms around your torso,

and squeeze your innards

close together

to make you feel warm.

Because I know 

what you're feeling

all too well,

and I do not mean that

in some holier-than-thou way.

Funeral organs are loud,

casket lids are loud,

death is loud.

And I want to reach up

to cover your reddened ears

with my palms,

so that you don't have to hear

any of it at all.