Inspired by the song Till I Fall Asleep by Jayme Dee
Morning is our last goodbye.
We woke up with stranger arms
and names slip from our lips
one last time.
Look at each other
as we fade into outlines, memories
we store away to bring out
on those nights
when we swear the bed
still holds our weight.
A consolation gift
to a love letter we left unfinished.
Goodbye fills the space
between you and I
with a swarm of other people
from the past and the future
until pain, ache, fear and loss
are the nicknames we give them.
And this morning,
we woke up with stranger arms
and names linger upon the tip of our tongues
until we dress up each syllable of goodbye
with tears, shaking hands, and the last slam
Of the front door.
Poetic Trials 