Smell the burning oak, trail elusive -- smoke joining atmosphere. Hear the rain, photos on the mantel. Do not open the closet and see her. Make breakfast, one needs to eat. Walk, hating every unspoken echo. Sew your buttons back into place. Leave those beloved records alone. A magazine arrives, but not for him. Weep. Heave when tears are no more. She is gone. His own breath stinks thrown upon the scarf, ghost within. She was ______. He falls to the floor.