Shawn Marie Edmiston

Rookie - 10 Points (01/07/1969 / Morgantown, WV)

Fine - Poem by Shawn Marie Edmiston

I was fine.

Emotionally dead, but fine with it

I had grown fond of my solitude

Then you came back

And I was sure my resolve was intact

But I am not as tough

As I like to believe.

Obviously.

Because now

Now that you are gone

I am alive in this dying

I feel the pain of the separation

I sleep facing the back of the couch because

I can almost make myself believe

After enough Pinot

That I am not going to sleep alone

Which was fine just a month ago

But now it's not

And I am not

Fine.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 28, 2013



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