Grief with a glass that ran
—Swinburne
Grief is a room that was built on to the side of consciousness, an attached dwelling, a room that may seem abandoned but it stays as part of one's psychic construction; unless you have experienced grief you don’t have this room. If you know grief you will never "get over" grief; once the room is constructed it is there permanently. Grief is the child of time, as sand falls through an hourglass grief is present, it accompanies each grain of sand on its journey. What will you do with your Grief Room? Will you inhabit it? Will you renovate it? Will you try to demolish the Grief Room? Or board up the entrance to this room? Or try to forget it exists? It may fall into disrepair, cobwebs on the walls, dust dust dust of the dead on the floors and under the single bed of dead desire. The abandoned Grief Room will not be ignored, it is inhabited by ghosts who play loud music, weep and wail, laugh uncontrollably, and talk their insane talk throughout the night and into the morning.
Sunday, 12 April 2026
