under the pier 2 -
why here?
why this way ... is it a message just for me??
no note, no signs of impending doom ...
you were all smiles this morning, mundane habits adhered to
"have a good day, Sweetness - I love you"
nose rub and a kiss, (the kiss WAS deeper than usual)
and in your eyes ... something ... odd
a touch of darkness, distance, chill ...
it didn't strike me then, but now ... a sick feeling deep-down
oh, dear God, did I miss something?!?
not like me ... not at ALL ...
I'm usually so perceptive, so attuned - especially to you ... to US
your cold skin, shiny porcelain in the moonlight
so horridly beautiful, so exquisitely horrid, (I retch)
they place you tenderly in a plastic bag, zipping it slowly
I will hate that sound now ... forever.
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