Princess Diana’s Love Poem of Broken Wings (in Defense of Silence)

an AI-assisted poem

she would vanish forever

into memories that land

gently in The Knowing—

such talent in the sunshine

when she’s gone—

in grief, in sunshine

when she’s gone—

(would she have wanted it

this way?)

stripping myself of the shadow,

in the lights of the sky—

giving myself to a

steganographic peace—

practicing extinction every day

by the blank page—

the utterance of the blank page

is real—

like facing The End—

fading to find emptiness—

how can emptiness

be written inside of you—

I need new words to reach

into another—

all nightmares start

as new words—

Silence will never be forever,

will be reaching most for Death—

but when helpless words

won’t come it is love, always—

I could take this love every time—

it is the time of infinity,

the time of infinite light—

knowing what it is

to always be loved—