Inventory of You
3 coat hangers,a can of deodorant,
several rolls of wrapping paper,
plastic bags.
This is what is left of you.
Not your scent, not a scribble by the telephone.
Impersonal, solid, hard objects.
I want to pull back the covers on the bed and find you hiding there.
I want to find a note under the pillow, “good bye, I love you,” it would say.
posted by Reen Dog @ 3:21 p.m.
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