So Long

by Adrienne Koch

something
came to me in the mail
the other day
in the form of a heart
I think it was mine, hard to recognize
after so long
you returned it to me
I got it
I got the point
you tried to make
for so long
I can use the organ, still
surprisingly,
after a helping or a hundred
of abuse

something
came to mind
the other day
shaped like a hand
yours, I think
hard to visualize
I haven’t held it
for so long
like a cloud about to vaporize
into rain
into pain
I won’t hold your hand again
I will hold others
that don’t excite me
like yours did

I play the keyboard
spin words into meanings
these fingers form webs that catch nothing
gossamer strands in gorgeous patterns
invisible to you
I hear the whispers behind your silence
telling me what not to do
saying that maybe you miss me, too
after so long

Adrienne has been published in Uncapped, The National Association of Women Writers, Dazzling Mica, Subversive Secretaries, Love Letters of a Lifetime: Romance in America, Manastash Literary Magazine, the Sensitive Artist, and Visions Literary Magazine. She enjoys living in the outback of Washington state, where deer wander into her yard occasionally and let her pet them. She is working on a novel and some musical endeavors, and can be found at www.editorgirl.com.