Left Letter

Post by Cory Raymond on May 6th, 2010 at 12:43pm

I became less than a stranger,
easily left behind,
an impetus
for your departure,
a muse who inspired
your plans
of solitary devising,
carefully polished in your mind,
savored by a heart
that no longer knew me.
 
As I shuffle through
the scraps
of what you left me,
I think I see
you watching,
and then the image
pops,
the way a light bulb does
as it ends its earthly life,
a burst of brightness,
leaving me startled,
surprised

that I’m alive.