End of an Era

With one quick blink the time has gone, an era past, time to move on.

Your suitcases packed, furnishings gone, spaces created, so long.

It’s not sunk in -yet the void’s filling, the noise of you no longer whispering.

I turn, your room’s an empty place, a nothingness -as if you let things undress.

Wardrobes hollow, distorted air, I’m unsure if I can barely stay here.

Curtains drawn, I am forlorn, a day surpassed, time to straddle on.

~ Copyright ©yikici 2013


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