Three Painful Turns of This Little Planet
Poem by Christine Lines, © 2008
Three painful turns
___of this little planet.
I stepped out of the car
___and crossed over the divide.
From the other side of the street,
___my neck fell limp,
_____my head fell back,
_______my eyes only had the strength
_________to watch you leave.
I ached already.
I told myself not to succumb
___so quickly to your absence.
The heat of my world,
Only the chill clung to me,
___choking, piercing, draining;
_____the icy fangs of an incorporeal vampire
_________the unloved lover.
In the dim winter morning,
___the sun struggled to break the horizon,
_____my once confident strides
_______became feeble, wasteful, useless.
_________My head bowed down to oblivion
___________and watched my feet
_____________as they advanced towards
The professors’ lectures held emptiness.
___The music spoke dissonance.
_____The job rewarded with discord.
_______Going home meant crawling back
_________to a dark corner of the world,
___________the once ethereal rooms overflowing
_____________with love, passion, and security
_______________reduced to worthless objects–
_________________destructible, replaceable, mortal.
Through the rain splattered windshield,
___in eyes straining to find purpose,
_____the sky inundated sorrow,
_______the clouds fell from the heavens,
_________dropping to the ground in tears.
___________Only the red haze lingered,
_______________as the world slowly turned.
Under the cold sheets of a wide, empty bed,
___I can only close my eyes
_____and try to see your face again,
_______try to find that spot on your pillow
_________that still cradles your inimitable scent.
___________How long will it be
_____________before I can no longer imagine
_______________the warmth of your body next to mine?
I shiver alone tonight.
___But I remember your heat,
_____the light in your eyes,
_______the dream in our hearts.
_________I shall dream of you,
___________clutching memories of you tightly,
_____________deep in the warmest part left
_______________of the heart that belongs only to you,
_________________waiting for you to come back to me
___________________in three painful turns
_____________________of this little planet.