In My Heart You Live
My heart tremors
Knowing when I dial 724,
Your voice will never again resonate
The wrinkled lines of father time-
Gave up on you
How could he?
There was goodness in the air as long as your heart-
Continued to beat,
My mind turned so very opaque-
In the moment of the morphine's first droplet
My soul fell to the linoleum-
In the moment I had to say goodbye
I misplaced a part of myself-
When I stood amongst masses of others,
In a room with loud murmurs,
Where your name was tacked up in white-
All I knew of you laid in a wooden box.
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