I woke up in the sun on Tuesday without you.
Dug my feet into the empty carpet without you.
Squinted without you.
Washed my face without you.
Cold cereal without you.
Clean shirt without you.
Fresh air without you.
Life without you.
I woke up in the sun on Tuesday without you,
and tried not to weep when
my hand, flung over the side of the bed,
did not meet yours.
9.26.06
c.l.
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