Insignificant

empty- the way you left me- your voice
trailing and fallen- there's no more room
in this night for depression- for rest-
for a breath of air. nothing- so why do i pick up the phone?
why must i sentence myself
to a death
that i already know i've lived- passed through-
gained. your love was always like that- a paper shredder
for documents too small to consume your mind with-
too insignificant
for anything other
than a sigh.

-a.