Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Almost Alone

Silence hung
like
spider webs
when we drove you home
with only
the faint splashes
from the scattered
puddles on the cratered
highway

You left without a word
and I waved you off
dismissively

Afterwards I stood in
the wet driveway
that glowed blue from
my neighbor's siding
and tried to
think of nothing
I listened to the hum of
the light above the door
and forgot you

And everything I own
is dissolving
Everyone I know
is becoming someone
I don't
And here I am
almost alone
waiting for the one
to say
stick with me
and I will carry you home.

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