Fill This Space – 10th August 2025

The hole in this room is getting bigger
as your withering whittles away at you;

The hole in our hearts gets bigger
as you shed your final skins;

The hole fills with yet more space,
even the perfumes are blown away with the wind;

The hole may be all that’s left to hold on to
after the burying of bones;

There’s a hole in our memories
where none had ever been needed;

The hole keeps growing to fill the space
until it is born anew.

Watching the end of lives can be crushing.