Vanished! she did
assimilating into depths of time
leaving nary a reminder of her presence
except shards of memories as ambiguous
and muddled as my assumptions.
How do I regain a livelihood that was
already lived for me?
I needed that closure, you see,
so I can fail myself more…gracefully
while summershine’s powder puffs
stay their season’s stay.
*
Poof, she did,
like how the goddess of spring
dissipates into the air leaving none but
a few wafting cherry blossom petals
adorning the warm wind.
Ruminations of you — wonder no more! —
came to a halt in your sudden absence
and fueled instead the song of a crying piano
while the powder puffs arrived
to prolong their stay.
*
Anon, I am,
falling in love with myself so that
I despair again, because I vested into a
cheap mimicry of myself, yet so
enshrined in stars that ne’er held
a light to their original inspriation.
Meanwhile, the powder puffs,
whispy whirlwind powderpuffs,
suspended like time itself,
came to stay their leave…
