I suffer through the traffic
noises
and a toilet
refilling
as the denial crumbles
and sinks in its excrement;
and as my troubles flee
hand in hand with my sanity,
I touch the frigid stone:
half the shelves are empty,
half the shoe are gone--
(It's a long way alone)
my life goes on...
--
Check out another break-up poem called "Life Without Her"
poem,
illusration and web page by JASON PAUL FOX
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2007 Jason Paul Fox
lost love, break up poem, irritable bowel syndrome, colitis, IBS