Sad

Time passes and tears dry
The heart learns to cope
The eyes learn to lie
And life grasps at hope.

Fears of pain still prevail
Loss kills all bravery
Love was set up to fail
Truth succumbs to slavery.

If all that passed was true
If all of this was meant to be
You left me, I forgave you
What more has time to see?

Collar

After a journey that led me back home,
I washed my hands of viruses
And chanced to see the mirror.
I noticed my shirt askew:
The fold of the collar was bent inward…
I thought about you.
If you were there,
You’d have turned it upright,
In the middle of the road.
I would have smiled;
You would have, too.
And neither would have to say
I love you.

Last Things

Bottles of medicines –
Empty now and lying there –
The last of your shampoo
I used on my hair.

The black comb
You forgot to take –
The socks in the drawer –
Careless mistakes –

The pop socket broke –
We bought it, us three –
These little, last things
You won’t ever see.

I hold on to them
Like pieces of a heart,
And wonder when
The moving on shall start.