Day by day it slips away,
All the things I wanted to say
To express my truth or just to shock you…
I forget even what I had intended to do.
I feel less day by day
As the memories of you fade away.
That bright, poignant, unanswered call
Matters much, then less, then not at all…
The glowing embers etched orange in my head
have faded to grey from once brilliant red.
Yet I wonder still what burns in you,
What traces of myself I have left behind
in glory,
Like sunspots that refuse to fade
& hurt your eyes as you curse them.
Oh, the unanswered banter!
Having foregone the folly of the volley
Of our misspent delusions,
We forge on naked into some new realm
Where we will either refuse to be tormented by ourselves,
or cease to change at all.
Who knows what could happen if you should reappear,
A stunning apparition that I conjured late at night.
But you couldn’t feign that same spark,
No matter how hard I tried.
I wish you would have lied, my dear,
I wish you would have lied.
© LRHMJ