The Art of Missing You
Mar. 20th, 2016 12:36 pmI have mastered the art of missing you.
I have lain in the fading sun of the day
Pink in the windows
Removing you from my mind.
I have sliced tomatoes with an
Uneventful regularity,
Shed no blood on the squash,
Declined to weep with the onions.
I have persisted with the
Seven-segment displays that color
The walls and appliances.
The audible clicks of numbers the
New soundtrack to routine.
I have confided with the
Disinterested creatures of the house -
An audience created by the exchange
Of kibble and promises of attention.
I have driven through the streets
With the windows down
So the air pulls out what is left of
My breath where you lived.
I am pacified by the double lines.
I have mastered the art of missing you.
I have lain in the fading sun of the day
Pink in the windows
Removing you from my mind.
I have sliced tomatoes with an
Uneventful regularity,
Shed no blood on the squash,
Declined to weep with the onions.
I have persisted with the
Seven-segment displays that color
The walls and appliances.
The audible clicks of numbers the
New soundtrack to routine.
I have confided with the
Disinterested creatures of the house -
An audience created by the exchange
Of kibble and promises of attention.
I have driven through the streets
With the windows down
So the air pulls out what is left of
My breath where you lived.
I am pacified by the double lines.
I have mastered the art of missing you.
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