Wednesday, April 25, 2018

Used To

You used to greet me each morning
Now I meet a wall of silence
As though I am airborne, an unwanted virus
A pervasive and decaying, piece of garbage
You used to smile at me
You set my heart free

Grass grows in the cracks of concrete
Trees replanted in giant urns
Branches reaching upward to a sky, glass ceiling
Life in peculiar places, taking up spaces
There once was you and I
Two lives now untied

Frailty of the chains that bind us
The bonds familial let go
Release us into a suburban wilderness
Uncertainty merciless, clawing at our soul
Standing on her own
Feeling quite alone


No comments:

Post a Comment