away

I used to measure time
by your absence
In your presence it stood still
Now it’s hours, minutes, seconds
of emptiness to fill
I keep looking over
at calendars and clocks
keeping time and tracing marks
But there’s nothing to wait for
nothing to plan
You’ve gone away
and everything’s blank

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