Others' Sighs


My mind has kept him there in his room

all these months turned to years.

I can see him sleeping there

or just sitting on the edge of the bed

with his 1/2 smile.

Sometimes he rifles through

his thrift store clothing collection.

But he is always there in that room.

My mind won't let him leave.

Now he's being swept out

and another layer of the shroud

around reality is being peeled off.

Where will he go now?

To a place I don't know and can't see

and can't follow?

The thought stops my breath

and covers my eyes

and I am lost, as well.

Written by Stephanie Darnell

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