I lay awake
while you lay next to me
pretending to be asleep.
I gaze at your features,
made visible by the light
that precedes the birth
of another day with you.

Your soft lingering breath
stampedes through the excited hairs
perched upon my neck
as I close my eyes
and slip further away
into the cavern of memories
made with you.

“I want a divorce”

Marinated in confusion
and spread thin by this defensive,
disbelieving moment.
I listen to your
corrosive words
as they rage through
my essence.

Silence soon
slips into nothingness
as I acknowledge the
moment of futility,
the corralling of my hopes
with just one sentence,
changing a needed destiny.

Your presence procrastinates
my urge to participate
in this mundane existence.
Now, your nauseating scent
drenched in sensual criminality
transgresses into my realm
disturbing my senses.

Soon the procession
of acknowledgement
wades through me.
I am clothed
in remorse
as I slowly
let go of you.