With Eyes Closed by John Grey

One night returns – you resting in my arms,
Having just remembered and told you.
Except you moved three months ago to California.
I’m left to patch things up with the air.

Yes, you were lovely, unpainted
and yet still lined with perfect color.
Reconciliation may be impossible
but illusions have worn well.

John Gray Copy
John Grey is an Australian poet, US resident. Recently published in New Plains Review, South Carolina Review, Gargoyle and Silkworm work upcoming in Big Muddy Review, Cape Rock and Spoon River Poetry Review.

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