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Not Here

A Poem by Kelley Quinn

I'll leave the spiders in the bathtub - 
they'll spin webs of my hair 
across the drain
so only water can pass through. 

I'll leave the stove on, hoping 
the smoke detector will go off 
and wake me, but it won't - 
the batteries died and you weren't
there to remind me. 

I'll leave the cat's bowl empty, 
staring at me, she crows in 
my ear. I turn towards you 
to ask, but you're not here. 
I forgot again, again. 

I'll leave the alarm on until 
the monotone beeping becomes
just another noise that we 
won't share. It's your turn 
to snooze, but again - 
I forget you're not here. 

© 2019 Kelley Quinn

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It's poignant in its melancholic mood of missing the person who used to be there, almost like a ghost you can never quite see.

This is a pretty good poem though the inclusion of spiders was unnecessary (Because I have Arachnophobia).

Good job!

Posted 4 Years Ago

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Added on April 26, 2017
Last Updated on July 16, 2019