
Aesthetics
“Sorry”,
you said.
“you lost me”.
and I was
cleansed
of sin
too many years
too late.
“Good-bye”
bitter fury
left to haunt
a winds-wept, seaside garden
with lavender love tools;
jagged rocks;
crooked trees
buried within
hiding places
that you go on
tending
without
me.
Lindsay Riggs Brown