Untitled — Swearing Off

Breakup Poem

I finally have to go
Will I write you?
Possibility will be on your side
As soon as I make room with parting
It’ll feel that uncomfortable sensation
Of my warmth, still clinging until you
Overcome and make that emptiness your own
On my lap I’ll balance my paper pour ink
Onto words and break the mold;
Its shadow cast will last for as long as
You can bear to stand it
Tears erased my end by the third stop
That space I left adjusted to another’s warmth
Fits just fine

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