Devices Poem by Wyn Cooper
Devices
Out of roiling darkness,
the unruly starkness
of what you didn't do,
comes news of what you did:
worse than I expected,
your neglected self
left to its devices.
I miss you already
though you're still here,
flaunting your style,
your demeanor calm
as the day I met you
under an umbrella borrowed
from a London hotel.
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