The Absence Of You

Sheets fold,
neat bed,
dry tiles
and

the room
is cold
without
you.

I’m
missing
the bits
of you.

I’m
broken
by the
absence
of you.

2015

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About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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10 Responses to The Absence Of You

  1. Nick Gibbs says:

    Yep, that’s about the size of it. Well put, sir.

  2. Your ability to say soo much in soo few words is unbelievable!
    Awesome is not enough to describe it completely

  3. DeniseBalog says:

    “Cold tiles” gosh, your words are so visual. Praying for the “Warmth” of love for you in 2015:) denise ps: keep writing, so moving.

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