How could you have been so blind,
so short-sighted? How could you not see
the cliff right before your feet, how could you
carelessly lift your foot, dangle it
idly over the sucking void,
and then pitch headlong, dragging us both down?
How could you?

Life runs in cycles, nuclear images burned
into the back of our eyes, so that everything we see
is painted with the palette of what came before.
You left me, long ago. I’ve started to come to grips with that,
to finally sit and work on the jigsaw puzzle you made of my heart.
I’ve always hated super glue, and now
my fingers are stuck together.

I have always wondered
how you can do, so easily,
without me in your life.
I wonder if you even miss me?
Absence makes the heart
fill with sorrow.

Love is a juggernaut.

I need a place to sit with this infernal puzzle,
trampled pieces left behind,
and keep gluing them back into place.
Someday, my sorrow won't spill over
lazily to the floor.

09/30/2009

Posted on 10/01/2009
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