Wednesday, January 20, 2010

i would mourn

if you were everything
all the thoughts I had
dreams that passed my eyes
if that was you

i would mourn

weep and rend garments
like the old books tell
red-rimmed eyes forever
if that was you

i would mourn

if you held no secrets
and pulled no punches
yet all your words were love
if that was you

i would mourn

curse the day you fled
blacken it on every calendar
strike it from history
if that was you

i would mourn

but half-truths and guilting
waiting by a silent phone
hours passing unspoken
that was you

i would heal