September 2, 2013 § Leave a comment

4th day in unrecognized countdown

I was running around like a fool,

urgently calling in

to get your potassium fixed,

as if that was the only threat.

My head glowing

in dreams of our diaries

utterly oblivious

of your anger in the morning,

your confused scolding me

for not bringing your shoes,

how you couldn’t go to opera

in a gown and barefoot after all.

I thought how one more time

I have failed you

forgot the reservations,

now sold out for the season.

Perhaps I could have

lent you my shoes and

you would have gotten the tickets,

you always finding a way, as our

daughter would say, comparing us.

Or perhaps I should have found

a way to stop the time,

shrink into that bed

delirious instead of you,

and let you go, let you go,

where did you go?

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