The quiet too loud
Alone in a growing crowd
Of me and me
Your resonating last word
Goodbye with an x
Now familiar, now yours, just one more
But you patiently said goodbye at least
BEFORE YOU SLAMMED THE DOOR
So your last word
Pauses and causes
My mind to instruct
The recently overused tear duct
To well and spill
Onto cheeks bathed warm
From a bath too hot
Only I forgot
That pain for pain is no trade off
The rain, the rain
Remembering you
Again, again
Seeing you
Refrain, refrain
From touching you
The same, same
Ghastly view
Janinka Diverio