The mist

The mist cleared on the plane valley

At the window, I staggered and stared

A long time, at least enough – at nothing

You took a train in the morning – you disappeared

My brain, a basement of memories

Thought, how could you run from me?

For the words expressed, no truth

Silence replaced the beauty of nouns

And the moon trailed me without hope

I wanted to shout out, deceit – lies

But no one could hear me

Only the land, bitter and weary

Deadness in place – so to speak

Spring rain turned earth in thawed dirt

All footprints erased – a damp nothing

Your vision faded in the evening sky

While stars slid away – for new stars

The past above my head – beyond reach

Wrote my name on the window’s mist – I disappeared

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