since december

[up all night]

I hadn't seen you since
well, since that morning I was sitting
at the foot of your bed as you proudly told me
how many days you'd been drug free.
And I was proud of you,
I hope you knew that.

My hands were holding flowers I'd spent
an hour picking for your girlfriend
but they were wilting
even as we spoke
to the point where I wasn't sure she'd like them.

Lemon Jelly played and you asked about things
that I pretended not to remember
while I heard about the life you'd been building
since last December.
I think we both knew this was
the last morning we'd see in together.

So when I got your message to say you were
outside my building at work
I hated myself for my loss of breath
until I realised you just wanted three dollars
to get the train home.

It's been a long time since last December.

 

[colicolo]

beautiful. sweet truth.

 

[Samadhi]

I love your words UAN.

 

[wesmdow]

youre awsome. that made me tear up.

im all emo lately.

 

[(Wordy)]

Nice one Yarni... I love that it's so frank and matter-of-fact.

I don't really want to pick it up apart, because it seems personal, but I love this stanza:

My hands were holding flowers I'd spent
an hour picking for your girlfriend
but they were wilting
even as we spoke
to the point where I wasn't sure she'd like them.

So much is said about the people involved in those lines. Sometimes simplicity is the key to what I would call "psychological depth", and these lines are a great example of that. Wilting flowers are a well-used symbol in literature, but you've managed to make it fresh.

 

[doofqueen]

That's so moving. Full of so much love and sadness.

 

[RareForm]

"but they were wilting
even as we spoke
to the point where I wasn't sure she'd like them."

admirabley worded sweet woman.

 

[Mary Poppins]

gorgeous yarni.

as usual, your writing stops me in my tracks.

 

[up all night]

Thanks guys. This was pretty crap as a poem but before I wrote it I'd been thinking about why I'd started writing in the first place. There are some things which you don't want to discuss, which aren't even worth discussing but they'll still keep you awake at night. When I write things down it's almost like I can cast those thoughts off, detach myself from the subject matter and move on. Cheapest therapy ever.

 

[-Pictu-]

I enjoyed reading this. I sounded like something I would have written, once upon a time. I hope you're doing well, it's been a while since I've been around.