Tuesday, September 22, 2020

abruptly finished

there came a time 
where you gave up
on me

and fell to your own devices

now, even though we are close
in house

in mind you are far away

i cross the hall to 
see your shadow

bathed in orange and white
electronic light

i try to break the spell
of immediate satisfaction
artistic designs
faceless friends

and your own indecision
of life


but all i hear
is a mysterious grunt
that's supposed to say
so much

but you can't be bothered 
to tell me how much
and why and where

leaving me standing
in the doorway
weighing my options
in the darkness of 
your presence

knowing i caused this
is only a little comfort
but it's the only logic
i can lean on

soon enough i'll be obsolete 
but i never thought i 
was going to retreat like 
this

so soon too soon
and not enough was taught

distraught i say 
goodbye

(why)





3 comments:

  1. Something in these lines attracts me greatly; simply sounds and feels right. Everything needed for a short story is exposed within the poem. (with more than a flicker of truth) taught/distraught must be applauded.

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  2. The recursive curl is pointed and poignant.
    Nicely done.

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