Voices from Beyond

The fight is over for you

The thief of life lay dormant

inside your sweet breast.

Waiting to take you away.

Now I live where your

echoes go to sleep.

The house roars in silence.

I look at your chair

your book still open

glasses on top as usual.

As if you will return

and all be back as it was.

Keeping your sweater

by my pillow for comfort.

I dial our number

again and again.

Disturbing your

new ghostly life.

Absorbing the timbre

of your voice.

Breathing in every nuance

of each familiar syllable.

For a fleeting moment it is like

you are back with me.

The monster has been defeated.

You ask me to leave a message

I whisper

I miss you honey.