I look away

I look away

Not wanting to see

The space that exists

As an entity

Tearing me apart

With the vagary of a child

Pulling the legs off

A butterfly.

Innocently malicious

Blindly capricious

Changing a mood

Whilst once light

And in good humour

Now deepening with every

Passing moment.

A shadowed veil

Hangs in the air

A diaphanous membrane.

It billows,

A ragged curtain

Drawn across the labour

Of my heart,

Whilst on the extreme

Edge of vision

I see you waiting

For me to call

But it is a fiction

As when I turn

You were never there.

It is a devil wind

That pulls at my soul

And there is hell

In the difference

Between what was

And now is.

I have become

Hollow man,

A rattle in the after thought

Of moonlight.

The rasp of each breath

A shiver

Down the spine

Of my reckless belief.

Please leave me

In peaceful, sad repose,

Or come to me

And tear me limb

From limb.

I am certain

It can not pain me more

Than waking

To find you gone.