Disbelief

I can’t imagine
another sunset
without you.

I cannot fathom
the constant quiet.

Even with music,
even with the onslaught
of traffic and humanity,
all I hear

is the lack
of you.

There is an
echo

of silence

in the place
of your heartbeat.

I remember the taste
of your lips,

the smoke
and the fire.

This absence of

you

is all that
defines me
now.

Come home.


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  1. Trent Lewin Avatar

    I’m hoping, Jones, that the smoke and the fire (especially) are homewards bound.

    1. Catastrophe Jones Avatar

      Would be apocalyptic joy.

      1. Trent Lewin Avatar

        I can barely imagine.

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