I waited
A long time
For them
To die
And when they
Did
I filled
Their space
With lots of little
Pieces
Of my
Imagination
Trawled the
Internal net
Of my
Own mind
Crafted where
They had been
With what was
To be
Lovingly
Obsessively
With clarity
And with vision
So please
If you will
Tell me
That with all
That time
And effort
That love
And loss
The acceptance
And the removal
Why it is
I still try
To feed them
Now
They are
Gone