loss

sending back your passport
was hard
  your driving licence
  credit cards
  souvenirs
  and other memorabilia
of a life
dissipated
disolved

deleting your name from bills
  gas
  electric
  phone
none of them
were you
and so how is it i feel
i'm erasing your life
delivering your presence
banishing
you

this cluttered house so
  empty
from the worn armchair
  useless
to the large pans
that now must only hold food
for one

so to hold back the tears
i fill sheet
after sheet
after sheet
with words
words
that never
could
replace you.