catsinthecolosseum

i can't decide if it's better 
to embark on a new normal
or to live in a bubble
of dwindling, stolen moments

breakup

*one two three*
a loop in my head
i count my steps 
to the grave 

*one two three*
breaths in a row
faltering
atlas under a globe of grief 

*one two three*
the mortician mutters
hitting the lever
a box in descent 

*one two three*
relatives
trail off
weaving through the stones

*one*
matriarch in shambles
a perfect pietá 
lingering by the hollow

*two*
a couple broken 
separated 
by the greatest door

*three*
wails punctuate her sentence
goodbye bill
I’ll always love you