The Lifeless Poem by Crystal Rosser

I part with my heart set neatly upon the table;
A salami pricker beside it,
I part with the clothes still hanging damp
On the line
And the linens wrinkled and dirty.

I forgot to turn off the stove,
And hang your coat
On the hook, and just as well,
The fire will need more wood too.

You will smell my familiar essence
Lingering in the sweet, dark
Unplugged bottles
Of rum and wine.

I know, I know; I know now
I feel customarily indifferent;
Desire and despair,
Are one and the same to me.

I am unable to weather your touch,
To grow and burst forth from sorrow
I am unable to let go gently, so
I must go, I must go.