My Love
Karen Hallenbeck Sikorsky George BS,RN
February 7th, 2007
This is no heart, no mellow embrace, the boredom of
Searching cracked endings will fade, this day ends
Beside that stream of drowning embryos, cast aside
They never lived, you aborted with abandon the future
Beings they lined the alleys, like lost dogs, then
Went away, I go too, this place you live is easily
Discarded, shut down, left behind, the
Half lives of strangers is your world and
My life regenerates (without you), and
Stray cats howl in heat, procreate, breed
The last sound you hear is the voice mail spitting a
Lie, that "I will love you till I die" it stopped
Before the last breath, and the PAIN of existence
Fought to stay primary, to take me down, where I go
Is light, you cannot find me here ever, I go away
Not a trace of my blue eyes, or the heart you thought
You knew, never will that car door slam
You see me drive away, for this is the end
No Friday message from God will keep my
Heart that erred within yours, not even good bye
The ride is long, the miles go on and the counting stops
Rest areas become foreign, traffic builds, the air is cold
Children are pale, the roads are eaten by pot holes, north
Can I stop for awhile in this town, Daddy is buried here
One last tear shed, even now you become less a memory
Testing to see if I have forgotten, enough to begin
This journey anew somewhere else, forget you
No, still you embed sorrow, despair, hopeless
Non forgiveness, not the anger of yesteryear
It hurts too much, alone I cry one last time
She hated the falsehood and dishonesty, she stood tall
That rainy day and opened her heart (to you) and the
Promise made was raped, pillaged, and the rat race
Began (again) don't you see I can't take it anymore
Be you not that scent of rose, that hand upon my
Shoulder, I know not you, and if you believe I'll return
You are wrong, the gun shot sounds far away
Returns closer, the hand shakes, trembles and
This time aims closer, the explosion is the
Last memory, the mark hit, she is dead, gone
The box was plain, could it be empty, that one body
Gone, no rest in peace, a wasted life, another gone
From here, they say it happened far away, she had
Stopped to get her mail, pay the last bills, wave
"So long" and drove until the end of the earth began
Somewhere north of here, the last abyss too high
To climb, never did she
Say "good bye..."
