day 14

Me and the man in the box

I have
conversations
with you now

I tell you
about my dreams
the ones where
chairs chase me
where webs take
my arms
holding them tight

they say time is
short, I don’t
think it is
I had plenty
of time

time to visit you
in that steel
bent bed
time to talk
to your empty
eyes

you were gone
long before
you were gone

I wanted to see you
one last time
wanted to see
your face

they’ve closed
the box, put
a picture of
you on top

I can only
reach inside
with my voice

I can only
apologize
not for time
being short
not for old
arguments, old
feuds

I can only
apologize

I can only
apologize

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