Absent
Jump back into the skin and flesh of you.
There are no features like the ones you wore.
Do not let pain and sorrow push you out
into some space or time I cannot find
I brace my face but still it breaks into
a scattered hopeless search for something flown,
some essence that leans just beyond my touch.
It does no good to look inside your shirt.
I can not find you in the dreams of sleep.
Not at the wide screen race shown in the bar.
Not changing oil or checking out the tires.
They even took the house back where we lived.
I wandered room to room before they did,
and still I walked into a hopeless blind.
Not on the couch, not sitting on the steps.
Not feeding the wild fox or deer outside.
Not in the basement working with your tools.
There is a total absence here of you.
I am a total absence without you.