Take That / Poem by Linda B. Scanlan

Poem by Linda B. Scanlan
Take That
Burning incense
Listening to sad songs on the record spinner
Thinking about the once and long ago
When you and I were players
It’s one of those days
Minutes drag like hours
Reading your poetry
You sent me once for tweaking
Each word drags on like a funeral dirge
We were a we once
We were a couple then
If only in the ether of our imaginings
You walked out
Something to do with politics
Who knew this acrimony between us
Was even possible
It sits like concrete between us
Oh well
Things come and go
You never know
When heartache knocks
No matter if the door is locked
The echo of your crying comes through
I hear it in the flashes of light
That used to be your smile ………

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