News of death

“…death — it is so final…”
Lardo

how do you use death
so much/ when someone dies/ you’re used to it?
i see my friend, he tries/
leaving by hanging on a line of smiles./
a flood does not take
the house./ it takes numbers, shadows./
the ones you love./
sleepless nights are drowned/
in tears, / to smile, attaching, upsets/
order. I have written to last/
forever for how long I see you
after the thirst is/
quenched

Younglan Talyoung