fentanyl

mothers
bury theirs

their sons
and daughters

brothers
and sisters

bury, theirs

uncles and aunties
cousins, nieces and nephews
pop pops and bubbies

bury them too

my mother cremated hers
we will scatter his ashes

there, will be no headstone

after his memory
nothing is left
just…
sprawling landscapes
and these vast
empty oceans
on a planet
spinning
adrift
in a
sea of ink

none of us deserve
this
not any longer