Grief and suffering
Change the heart
Creating chambers
For feelings
That can’t be touched
By anyone but you
Invisible walls
Unseeable by others
Keeping you with me
Some days you visit often
In a million different ways
Some days you suddenly
Open the door
To a chamber
A memory
Inviting me to enter
Others think
The distance in my eyes
Is because
I’m lost in thought
Thinking about work
Or traveling
Or future plans
When really I am
Walking through
The maze of chambers
Deep inside my heart
Allowing myself to enter
An alternate time
And space
Holding onto the sight
Of your smiling face
E.A. Fussell
07.27.2023
E. A. Fussell 