#339 Topics Poem by Jimmie Arrington

You’ve been gone quite a while now
And I’ve gotten by somehow.
It’s been challenging so far.
Why did you have to disappear,
Leaving no reflection in the mirror?
This issue formed a hidden scar.

No words describe what I’d like to say,
I just wonder why you couldn’t stay.
Why did you slip so fast?
The time I had was lost and blown.
I wish somehow I could have known
The last time would be the last.

The past has a keen way of telling
There’s never time for yelling,
Never time for tension.
The secrets we never exposed
And the matters never disclosed
Will tell of our dissention.

I hide from the unpleasant things,
The wet grass and the summer flings,
The subjects that hurt the most.
I evade memories of July,
I endlessly contradict and deny
The topics of a ghost.