Death in Grayscale Color him in grayscale shaded in the somber. Among stone sentinels of life his longing just grows stronger. Prayer in grayscale what to say when at her grave. All around is stark and bleak like death lives in the day. Tombstones in grayscale shoulders touching shoulders placed in tight formation strategically like soldiers. His world is grayscale hardened graphite grief with questions, as to why he lost a love quite so unique. Today he prays, flowers in hand atop a frozen ground. Death is gray, an unknown realm. Just lay the flowers down. 9/13/17