There was nothing you could have done;
you led that horse to water
a long time ago.

Sometimes people are beyond
help, beyond the limits of your jurisdiction,
standing in the empty outskirts and
waiting for the lightning.

And no, there was
nothing more you could have given
except maybe the eyes
through which you saw how things
didn’t need to be that way,
or a little more saltwater
gone to waste.

It’s probably better like this,
instead of hanging by your heartstrings
stretched thin,
a thirteen-coil rope
frayed with the weight of silence.

There was nothing you could have done.
Tell yourself that.

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