Did you think
when I begged for assurance
when I asked you
over and over and over again
to come looking for me
if I disappeared
that my departure
wouldn’t be
messy?
Was your promise
merely to glance at where I once stood
occasionally
until I returned?
how stupid you must have thought me
how easily consoled
What a lot of faith
I placed
in the turn
of your head
What a lot of space there is
in gone
.
this might be my favorite.
it speaks to me on so many levels.
i hope you’re well, kris.
As I said a few days ago in response to Madison … I don’t think all is well with anyone who is paying attention these days.
And thank you, Amy.
Ever so much.
me