Pummeled

I reach and my fingers simultaneously spread

Touching only nothing, I reach for love

Some level of attachment, hate or rage

But nothing returns

I see it purely

What it is, what’s in me

But it makes no difference

This hollow shell creates a pretty hole

And I’m left alone

Simply

I sing and the echoes keep me company

Hollow with laughter at his mistakes

And here I am… ready… smiling

The moon smiled upon me today

And so I kissed it back

In it’s depth of black

Still there is no goodbye like this

No kiss in its sincerest-ness

My fingers touch cheek

The flesh inflamed as the cold of winter

I know it as it closes in upon me

She whispers goodbye in hello

And I’m thrown

Demolished, devastated, subdued

She, unaware

Me, unable

Winters leaves surround me

Whispering, kissing, and whispering again

“It’s time to let go”

I say, “I know”

And as if they didn’t hear

I’m pummeled again, rightfully so.

ⓒ 2004 Shawn Michael Quinn

Twisted

Abandon Loss

I always wanted something more from her

Something even I couldn’t understand

Something she couldn’t give me

Something she didn’t have

I couldn’t let it go

Even though I let go of her a thousand times

I couldn’t let it go

And still to this day, I don’t know why

I knew she was a star

And she shined in a beauty all her own

That beauty was not what I normally saw as beauty

But I could see it for what it was

Like something never before described

And I was drawn to it

Fire to the fly

She burned in me

And I drowned in her

No love, no more could be lost like this

You have to abandon loss

Even when you don’t understand it

ⓒ 2004 Shawn Michael Quinn

70 Years..