The Star Exhales One Final Breath

I’ve written the last
I can about you.

No more spirits in this blue-and-gray
jacket with the familiar coffee stain.

Out of poetry and time to spare.
Like December’s brisk spit of snow.

The lack of wonderment.
And truth.

 

(originally published in Corvus Review, Fall 2016)

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s