to ex-lover, dearly departed

the gaps between our

last words expanded
and the walls raptured.

no longer habitable to
each other, i left when
the sun sought refuge.

i could not see your eyes
with clarity. the moon
held no light for you.

i had wept when the
swell of my dreams
carried you, a vagrant

limbs moving with those
other faceless women.
no such dreams, no more

you are almost a mirage
an obscure apparition
drifting away, away

on another note. over the phone yesterday:

“what perisa (maggi mee) did you cook?”
“chinese”
“how does that taste like?”
“like yellow skin. mmm”
“sounds delicious, sayang”

I didn’t answer “chinese” on purpose, I swear.