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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