You left and it felt like summer
your goodbye radiated so much heat.
My body melted across the doorstep
an ice cream outline to a relationship crime scene.
You name left my mouth parched
so any response came out as a slow hiss.
Each word a cracked egg that sizzled
on the concrete of our living room floor.
I held out my heart and watched it slowly blister
under the glare of your exit.
You forced all the windows and doors open
so I couldn’t escape the heatwave
of your scathing footsteps as you walked away.
Poetic Trials 