FireMajic

Phantom Pain

By FireMajic, winner of the 
September Poetry Challenge “Deceit”


Phantom Pain

Spinning make believe chores into epic endeavors
makes them last for many mundane hours
takes my mind off unused rooms
and lips un-kissed
and a bed where passion has passed away
if I shake the sheets, memories like dust motes
swirl and dance in a vicious vortex
pulling me into a black hole
so I pretend everything is the same
religiously scrub, sweep and polish
while dark matter collects
like phantom dust bunnies, in the closets of my mind
I wash your chipped coffee cup every day
even though you have not used it for months

It has been a good day
no mail was delivered to the deceased
and no one called
asking to speak to a dead man…

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Julia (aka firemajic) is one of the pillars of WF. She is a mentor’s mentor, an advocate and source of encouragement to beginning and struggling poets of all stripes. Her poetry is simply a joy to read

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