Unless

We fill ourselves
With others
Loved ones

We distribute ourselves
To others
A part, shape, role
For each

What gets filled, distributed
Is us — the space in us
Of us

Without any single other
We would be
Undivided, whole

Death of another
Especially, of loved ones
Empties, frees, returns
The largest space
To us

Death, our own
Does the same
To others

Unless
Grief comes in
Shaped by mourning

Evacuating us
From ourselves