Friday, March 8, 2013

some words don't come with a title...

I saw your eyes
that sunny morning
a generation ago
when revelation came
that you were leaving
made me cry
I panicked that I wouldn't
see you before you left   
I wanted to see you

the dirge of loss I sang
at your leaving
burrowed me into my grief

but the world kept spinning
spending itself daily

what you don't know
is how I dissected us after

how angry I was with you
I wanted more
you needed less

and by the way
I didn't take your advice.



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Falling Water by Frank Lloyd Wright

Falling Water by Frank Lloyd Wright
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Flat Stanley near Castlemaine, Victoria.