Diminishing.

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Motionless.
Unseeing yet staring.
Waiting.
Beneath her seat
Lie a heap of fragments,
Piling ever higher.
Names, places, common words
Drop like dying petals,
And when I lift her
She is as light
As fallen blossom

Written in response to the W3 challenge of the Skeptic’s Kaddish. This week is set by A J Wilson, to respond to her poem ‘Burden of Time’ using the word ‘fragment’ in a poem of 12 lines or less. (https://skepticskaddish.com/2022/05/18/w3-prompt-3-weave-written-weekly/).

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