The Last Time

The cafe with the marble statue I swore I’d steal 

The place of our first kiss 

Where I’d joked I’d take all my first dates 

The place I first realized I didn’t 

Love you anymore 

You first beginning to look fetid 

Sallow yellow teeth bared at me in a smile 

Trepidations of breaking up haunt your throat 

Choking out affirmations you think I want 

About how you’re finally feeling stable 

We’re stable and 

My feelings stable 

Stabilize 

Stall 

The first confrontation we needed to have had months ago

When every last thread of trust 

Unravels itself in your shifting colors 

Colored me black 

A sign that mourning would finally break its fast with 

The first permanent goodbye

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