Missing missing you
gradation of time
or love
half what I expected
half what did I expect
Waiting for the sun
to receive its snuffing
our observed silence
never agreed
Charity to memory
to motes that dance
in a dying light
You’d hate that notion
just the right amount
Hate these scant remains
When I found the words
the first time
you had just left
I wavered
on whether to chase
to catch you at your car
adorn in pen on hand
a list
Remember love
as I am fresh out
having given it all to you
What worry I have left
is love
true enough
to leave for you
as you have left for me
I’d been saving a smile
thinking of you
casual betrayal
now fastened on my face
with the vain hope
it might stick
like mother warned
Selfish are the edges
of upturned lips
and downturned gazes
moments when the weight
of all that love
are shrugged to another
asked now to bear
You loved me
a little at least
not enough to save that fact
safe keep such small happiness
I don’t blame you
but I blamed you
your past tense enunciated
burden made mine to bear
My words have lost
loveliness found
a few lines slack
cast baitless
to a misplaced muse
Lake placid
before the monster
after the scream
hope still stuck
behind the eyes
If you might love me
let me know
a hope to store
for days when the sun
hasn’t made house cats
of us both
Post-honest glow
my roughly tongued words
obliquely future tense
enough for a smile
then a series
stretched out
