Missing Persons report

Hello
I am reaching you half way across the world
Your feet in the sand and hot I imagine
What you are thinking
What you are drinking
And if we are never in a car cruising down the highway in the late sun again
Forever you will hold me safely

I forget to remember you
Already a ghost whose space my job is only to fill up, not mourn
Dust into place again
Now I know so very little it is incredible I cannot for the life of me
Reckon a solid point of ground
To leap again from, I am floating
Adrift, rolling over the crest of each wave and into the low parts again
I move dresses and coats into the empty zone of the closet
I cannot remember you like I cannot remember my own face
Even when I look in a mirror

The beach looks warm
A kind place to mourn
Beside you I would sit and miss the growing idea of everything I’d ever made up ahead of me
Wide and flat is the ocean
What has happened here with half the world between us
It is like looking at the sun 

And still, we’d sit there silently

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