I threw out your underwear

I put it off, dealing with you
I waited until the fog covered us
nothing distinct or glaring
in my eyes in my eyes

I hesitated giving you back
your shoes your book and threw out
your underwear deleting your messages
I did not want to hear your voice your voice

I postponed our separation
building only half a wall
watching you over prefab on pallets
can we stall the heartache the heartache

I put it off, dealing with you
you dragged your feet about anything real
it won’t add up however long we wait
to get a grip and deal with us with us

my eyes. your voice. the heartache. with us.

I put it off

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16 thoughts on “I threw out your underwear

  1. Simply and beautifully expressed and such a recognisable feeling – hanging on to something we know we should release.

    I live the repetitions in the last line of each stanza. They give a wistful quality. Reminds me of Thomas Hardy’s ‘The Voice’

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