what happens

  

i want to know what happens to you how you lose your
love how you see that it was never there that you saw it
but now you can't remember how does it happen does it
slide thru you without you ever knowing that you were
holding something is it like a moth that you think you are

holding never opening your hands because it would not

be there because it was never there you just wanted to 

see it so badly that your wanting became the flicker of 

wings in front of your face crushed into nothing by

your sweaty fingers

where does it go does it leave you when it is still there
does it leave you gasping for air in a tangle of sweaty
sheets does it keep you up late at night asking questions
why is the sky black why do you poke holes in it with
your tongue does it hurt does it wake you up with cold
hands on your back does it make breakfast for itself and
watch your empty plate your hungry eyes with no
expression on its face

or is it like a taxi with its hazard lights flashing pulled
over in front of your apartment meter running driver
humming to himself quietly watching the money well 

up like blood in a tightly clenched fist