Lucky Am I

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You've been gone one night and lucky is

the embrace of another

Keeping you warm in this bleak

January slumber

"He's away on business"

to the tune of the coffee drip

Coworkers ask when you're coming back

I just bite my lip


You've been gone two nights and lucky is

the expanse of the ocean

Vast and indifferent to hysterical 

torrents of emotion

Lone voice cries out and echoes across

waves crashing into each other

Desperately raspy from screaming

Pleading with your new lover


You've been gone three nights and lucky is

the strength of linoleum floors

Steady against both shattering glass

and violently slamming doors

Steady against hands rough with shards,

yet slick with dripping blood

Steady as the thick grief wanes,

letting up on the flood


You've been gone four nights and lucky are

bedsheets that I forgot to wash,

perfumed of our last time together

Lucky is the bed I lay them across

Your silhouette returned to the marital bed

rolls over and holds me tight

For the first time since you left me,

I sleep all through the night


You've been gone five nights and lucky are

walls that emanate your voice

Though I can't tell where it's coming from,

regardless, I rejoice

Jumping at every movement

Shrieking with glee at every sound

Dearest, have you come back to me?

What treasure have I found?


You've been gone six nights and lucky is 

the glittering mirror on the wall

that reveals you just behind me,

turning down the hall

Wandering the house to find you,

sweetly calling out your name

Then tearing through all the closets,

unwilling to lose this game


You've been gone seven nights and lucky are

hands deathly stiff from cold

To find your face still glowing,

stark like blood against the snow

Crying out thanking Mother,

you're still a sight to see

Kiss your forehead, claw at your scent

Move you to make room for me


I've been here one night and lucky are

wrists that clink together like bells

I can see you flashing a knowing smile

for a secret you'll never tell

Your face so mild and lovely,

though mislead from the start

The night we wed I lied to you,

nothing could ever do us part



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⏰ Last updated: Oct 06, 2020 ⏰

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