#SUNDAYPOETRY - DEPARTURE
- Jaye Benoit
- Apr 11, 2016
- 1 min read
DEPARTURE
DESPONDENT, BY THE WAYSIDE
I FEEL YOU BESIDE ME.
APART FROM ME, YOU ARE A PART OF ME
I CAN FEEL YOU ARE
GONE, I CAN TELL YOU
TIDES SHIFT, BOULDERS STRAY.
I CAN TELL YOU WHERE WE WERE THAT NIGHT,
I CAN TELL YOU WHEN IT TURNED TO DAY.
WE RAN PAST TIME - YOU AND ME.
THROUGH DOORS AND HALLWAYS, PAINTED GREEN.
I CAN TELL YOU THAT THE SUN SET, AND ROSE, I THINK
IT TURNED TO DAY, SUDDENLY
BLACK PINE BURNT (IN THAT SMALL BOX)
I KNOW YOU SMELT IT THEN.
FINE DUST CHOKED AND SMOKED TO ASH.
I COULDN'T HELP IT- I BREATHED IT IN.
I CAN TELL YOU WHERE WE WERE, WHEN IT TURNED TO DAY, AND THEN,
DID YOU SAY YOU WOULD COME BACK?
DID YOU TELL ME WHEN?
I WILL NEVER LEAVE WITHOUT YOU
BUT REGARDLESS, I WILL WANE.
YOU TURNED THE CORNER, AND IT WAS DIFFERENT.
I COULDN'T SAVE YOU - I BREATHED AGAIN.

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