listening to the music you showed me:
Butch Clancy
"for yours are the sweetest eyes
I've ever seen"
only digs the knife in my stomach
deeper, to my heart--
to the slice you left of my skin,
my ears, reminded daily
of how you made me feel.
how good
how bad
how deserted

I'll call it a victory if
I go one day
without picturing your face,
listening to you
in my earbuds...

I guess it's time to find
some new music.