I go to search for you
online as I haven’t heard from you
in quite some time, I picture your face
and I smile, I remember your laugh,
your loves, the sad times and the moments
that fell to Earth in between,
thousands of ground dust silica particles
inhaled and tearing apart the breath for you,
as I struggle to think of your name,
once a volcano
erupting
reduced to shredded glass and faded recollections
suffering under the weight off the landslide mud
that has come to clog my own dying volcano.