July 5, 2013

Étude


I wasn't 
surprised,
when I awakened
to find
you gone.
Underneath,
you sounded
like some  
half-forgotten song.
You looked away,
and I knew
you weren't
really here.
Now your ghost
is fleeting
in the mirror.
Time has passed,
but I can still
play you
by ear.

6/26/13