Meaningful and spare, the
thought filtered through
motions of sadness, through
time, throughout
what I thought of as
the end
she said goodbye with
no fanfare, no stifled
noises, nothing but all
that she ever was
and she ever was more
more than I
could ever be
I looked into the abyss, into
the crevasses and the deep
deep places
where lived dreams, where
lived tomorrows
and saw nothing now
she saw nothing then but
I thought…
a glimmer existed, a shadow
passed over and left
a mark, a small
monument to want, to need
to mutual
placeholders of love
and sex and
of tomorrow
but neither of us
felt the dream become
closer to real, closer
to what we hoped
wished but
saw fall away
she said

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