hung up ribbons and stained hooked cups
tucked up bedspreads unworn livery of lust
watching as slowly I let you disappear
knowing your strength I resign into fear
mirrors, pills, bike rides to fill-up-days
here without much
a swig on alcohol free beer.

watching the blackbirds, gone
knowing the words, dried
you know you left with my repose
I still have my brilliant green emerald
but who retains these jealous, green prose?