On grieving a friend

This is not grief 

that will settle 

in a day, week, or month. 

This will hit 

while riding a bike 

or driving a car 

at random traffic signals 

Tears welling up 

out of nowhere 

as i wait 

for the signal to turn green

Wondering 

whether they have 

traffic lights in heaven

and why 

they don't allow U turns. 

******* 

When a childhood friend dies, a part of our childhood dies with them. Sometimes, its a shard of glass. Sometimes, a waxx crayon. Sometimes, a shiny piece of plastic.