TooLate

I’m not exactly sure

Which is harder saying

Goodbye or hearing it

Both leave looming silence

As though you’ve just

Struck a light pole

Where’d that come from

And then days later

The pain sets in

That gnawing deep ache

Light poles and goodbyes

Are similar we get

So used to them

Simply quietly flying by

That until they stop

Us dead to life

We hardly even notice

That they’re even there