You didn’t come,

although you




your name,

tart on


tip of tongue.


It’s been years,

seems like centuries


over & over

Groundhog Day.


That yearning

has dissipated


it returns in





the nub of

stranger’s chatter.


I’m melting ice

in the numb glitter


of this, diamond isle


my mantra stuck

like sugar honey.


We are obsolete;

a shady land


of diminished hope.


Love, like a

bird of paradise


has flown,

leaving paralysis.


You never came

& all the longing


sits upon my heart:


the dark shroud

of eternity,


only a breath away:

to you I say


you broke our

sacred promise.





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