NOTICE: This poem has been redacted for your protection.
Visibility protocols apply.
Emotional access requires Form 47-B.

[ ] The lake was visible.
[ ] The grief was legible.
[ ] The silence was authorized.

Please do not interpret the mist.
Please do not touch the memory.
Please do not inhale the pine.

The subject attempted metaphor.
The subject failed to file a simile.
The subject was seen paddling through fog without clearance.

All loons have been reassigned.
All echoes have been quarantined.
All nostalgia must be declared at the border.

If you remember the dock, report it.
If you feel the cold wood, redact it.
If you hear his laugh, deny it.

This poem is not a poem.
This grief is not yours.
This lake never existed.

What you don’t SEE is what you get.