recognition
i saw you again the other night
as i looked over my shoulder
across the blurred faces of the audience
at the high school concert
my eyes went straight to you
sitting up in the gallery
your eyes were just as deep-set and dark
as i remembered
but you wore your hair a little longer
than when you were alive
and it looked good on you
the woman in front of you
leaned over to her companion
and i saw the lower part of the face,
the mouth and jaw…
my heartbeat slowed
as i expelled my held breath –
of course, like every other time,
it wasn’t you after all
August 25th, 2009 at 9:20 pm
et tu ?!