and then the day came
that i was caught in a momentum
and i threw back my head and laughed
when your name didn't pop up anymore
and your face was gone from my minds eye
and i breathed the thought out
'he's finally gone'
i expected to feel more
perhaps more grief
new grief
maybe wistful or missing
maybe fierce or triumphant
but i felt nothing
if but a small after-taste of relief
but otherwise there was nothing
and he was nothing
nothing at all