Shelby Barker

Rookie (March 21,1996)

February 4th - Poem by Shelby Barker

I remember the day you
left me. You had to
unslip from me like a glove.
Still, I clung to you
like static.
The promise, even the certainty,
of your return was not
enough to velcro-rip me
from the electricity
you left on your side
of the sheets.
My milk has gone warm on the nightstand.
My hair has matted
to the shape of your head on
the pillow.
My lipstick has dried.
It seems centuries, yet
I believe it was just last
I am afraid of
what I would be
if you ever left for good.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, February 13, 2013

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