Literature
you stole
you are smoke,
blackened feathers,
and I forget
how the mockingbird
used to sing.
please,
I forget
how to miss someone.
you left warm spots in me,
familiar dents and puckers
now empty.
nothing holds my eyes in place.
they roll from one end of my skull
to the other,
rattling.
I don't want to see
a world without you in it.
you let this place hollow out
and dry like infinite droughts.
you
let me
burn.
the years age me,
and I don't know who I am
anymore.
I only remember you,
but I forget that you are gone.