indifference revisited

unable –

sad word –

thrown carelessly into the wind…

inability –

chosen –

not a consequence,

rather,

a decision…

you take from me all that you need –

leave hulls of hope scattered on the floor –

and i am just too weak from wanting more

to sweep,

or even care!

so softly the summer rain falls

my is –

interrupted –

fades into the vastness of was.

replaced, perhaps,

be it ever so briefly,

by yet another is…

when yesterday was today,

surreptitiously culled from could be,

to become,

you and that version-of-the-day me, did interact.

now i find your – is –

no more.

and realizing my inability to continue my journey

with you,

into your was,

makes me pause…

how apropos – on such a day as this;

hummingbirds and seraphim!

and as your you ascends from the tomb of could not,

the universe itself is moved to tears –

so softly the summer rain falls…