I am tangled into
A vast network of connection.
I do not know all of the loved ones
Of my loved ones
But I see it when people are lost
To the pandemic
To poor mental health
To other illnesses and circumstances.
When the loved ones of my loved ones
Pass on
The web that connects us
Ripples with grief
Always reverberating
With the pangs of loss,
A reliable constant
In this connected existence.