thirty-two without you

Two days shy 

Closed eyes, unblinking 

Thoughtless mind busy 

Not thinking

Whiplash blurs and unfamiliar scenery 

The knick of time 

Notched line on the mantle 

Fireplace unlit 

And blew out the candle 

These things, these things, too much to handle 

Two rotations of sun and moon

Doom and gloom in my room

Dread the staircase that descends me 

To the first floor which

No longer has you 

Waking up with a pounding

Reminders I'm getting older 

Car dealership, artist Web store 

Wishing me a happy birthday

Before anyone else 

Unhappy day, just two days shy

Of the day, of the day you died 

Days and days and days and days 

I will see you and you will remain

Somewhere else entirely 

thirty-two without you