The sound of my heart.

The sound of my heart is loud, today.

So much so that each second of each minute of each hour of each moment has gotten louder and louder so much so I could not sleep last night.

The sound of my heart grows louder, today.

Today is mom’s birthday.

So much so that all commas have fled all rational thought have left all hope for a quiet restful mom bday day have gone.

Today is mom’s birthday.

The sound of my heart has grown thunderous, today.

It shouts never ever for all time eternity shall you see mom’s smile or lay on her tummy which has your world commaless and upside down since her passing.

Today, is mom’s birthday.

The sound of my heart beats with four words, today.

Today, is mom’s birthday.

I don’t know what to do with the sound of my heart. She won’t be still. She won’t be silent. She shouts into the heavens and asks why she can not be with her mom there today.

Today…

Is…

Mom’s…

Birthday…

Rest in peace, mom. He has you now. He holds you now.

Mom, who shall hold me, now? Who, has me, now? Asking for a friend.

Cassandra

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