02/26/2017 in The Thing

I endure. This endures.
It’s far too silent for far too long. But the mind rages. The feelings swell. And the emptiness
longs
Aches
I cannot remember if amends have been made
Or
if I said goodbye to you
You
are were a troublesome concept
that I delighted in not defining
As it stands I do not regret these things. I just have loss. Loss of you and what you represented.
I regret the misuse of the idea of you.
but
above all things
I see the hole in my muse where you were prominent and when my attentions on that gap angle just right
the dark halo blinds me
So I must avert
I
must
amend
And to fix this wound is to let it go
Goodbye, you.
Goodbye.
I’ll just wait.