"Covenant" - 4/9/09
I feel
like you threw me away
I understand
you are "done"
though you say you love me
what is love, to you?
if I cannot be her (the one you need)
will I still, somehow, be someone you choose
to see
I wonder how you are sleeping
is it peacefully
or are you stirring the way I became
used to
your labored breathing metaphorical
for the effort
I hoped I'd always feel privileged to make
to love
you so what does this absence of us mean
suddenly
and where will the energy spent missing
go when
exhausted, it can wander no longer slave to future's promise
false though
it may be by the end of this fast, a long, hot spring
eight days
of burning tears salt water rolling toward what will last