eventually it comes

we all

grieve differently.

some

sob

and cry, are bent over

in pain,

at the grave site,

while

others let it simmer

over time,

burying

the sorrow

of dying

deeply.

with not a tear shed.

the agony

will

arrive at some point,

maybe

months later,

or even years,

when

standing 

mindlessly with

strangers

in a long

line.