Um
Your name
Still in my mouth
Singing
My collarbone feels you
Where you are not
The shadows
The shape of your
Absence
Haunts the air
Darkness
It’s an absence of
You know.
I was watching the water gather along the edges of the pavement on the side walk.
The water here by the ocean.
It’s so lonely.
You can feel its hope to return to that large body of water—that ocean, whole, unfettered by the clogging effect of human hands.
Not that it’s completely impervious.
Oh my goodness I wish you didn’t have to listen right now
Because you
Are
Beneath
Somewhere
The grass looks nice
And I’m talking out loud
To the air
Which feels paper thin
Always
Now
You are
Not,
Well
You are
(laughs at the irony of the moment)
My body—
Well I was thinking
In poetic terms like you always did
I was thinking
How I used to be a pathway to your presence
Now I am a legend
Where people can trace
Where you are not
Just a representation
You’re beauty baffles me.
I looked in the mirror the other day wishing you were there to bite my bottom lip
And kiss the pain away.
I miss you—
I miss you most when I say goodbye because I’d rather have an eternal goodbye with you
Where you could just watch me say it instead of disappear beneath
This
Everything here smells like your opposite
Air
Spring
Carefree
Moving
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