Aesthetics

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