The Teenager: A Poetry Collection

Poem 5: All That's Left

All that’s left now:

The memory of a girl

That disturbs the dust like

An owl’s graceful wing.

Fleeting imprint.

All that’s left now:

The memory of a girl and

A dangling noose,

And an inky emptiness

That sucks everything in.

All that’s left now:

A limp marionette.

Purposeless.

She remembers nothing now!

So why should I?

A limp marionette.

Purposeless.

Of my best of friends,

This cruel metaphor –

All that’s left.