In the quiet room
I wrote you
Love letters
And every stroke
Thumped
My head
I told you
You were wonderful
And waited for
A response
Hoping to hear
The door knob rattle
And open
with an envelope
to give me 1000 paper cuts
On the other side
you dropped a tray
of silverware
letting the morgue staff in
Celebrating my dismissal
With tiny muffins
And stale bread
as you smoked a cigarette
and stomped out
the ashes
I wrote you
Love letters
And every stroke
Thumped
My head
I told you
You were wonderful
And waited for
A response
Hoping to hear
The door knob rattle
And open
with an envelope
to give me 1000 paper cuts
On the other side
you dropped a tray
of silverware
letting the morgue staff in
Celebrating my dismissal
With tiny muffins
And stale bread
as you smoked a cigarette
and stomped out
the ashes
