Today We Fought
Today we fought and today you left
to return in 10-days time when the happenings
of today will be mere shadows cast
upon the wall, fading in the morning light.
You are gone, and yet it is not quiet.
A building crumbles, a train whines,
an ambulance rushes, caffeinated drivers
pursuing the normal tasks of the day.
As I sit alone, still cast in
shadow, I wonder: do all poets live
in noise and shadow even as they
crystalize life? Do they marvel
at the immense challenge to
simply leave things at:
“I’m so sorry for your loss.
I love you so much.”-?
For every hurt in relationship
is a loss of what we want
and fear most: love.
And we will never get it right.
that’s the sadistic, glorious challenge:
will you still choose to be with me
if you know our future is full
That is true love. To invite
the daggers with open arms and a smile
saying, “thank you for being a part
of my life.”