in everyone’s eyes
& she wouldn’t have seen
“.A Difference.”
For that moment that
Seemed to stand
So still
As chilled winter air
Ripe with bated breath
& unmentioned absences
Its as if you never
Faded
When all the stars
Burned into the
Bottom of the ashtray
She called “long ago”
& so far away
Take all the cake you
Need to make it through
This treacherous
Month
& save all your clever
Remembrances
For tomorrow’s morning
Rush
Of blood to every aching
Fingertip she knows
Had every mortal desire
To stand there with her just a little
While longer.