you've got all the momentum
as you continue on living
your decision
and i'm left to live
with the ashes
to clean up the messes
to wash up the bloodstains
and do all the crying
and watch the loose ends
of our future unravel
to a chasm of tangles
and a nest of goodbyes

so all i have left
are impressions
and therapy sessions
and a sinkful of dishes
and primetime tv
for a heart that is leaking
and slowly deflating
for a life that is greying
with commonplace grief