Baby, I’m Blue
Jack came home at 4 AM
Stumbled in from a New York night
With breath full of beer
Searching for that empty pack of Reds
He’d left at the bar
Next to a ½ empty glass of yesterdays
Lily was in the bathtub
Soaking in her winter sister
Waiting for morning
Smoking and thinking:
“When did it end?”
Then Jack came in and so it begins
She looked at him with vacant eyes
“Baby, I’m blue” was all that she said
“And I’m a nobody filled with you”
Was the answer he gave as he looked away
Then Lily got out of the tub
And Jack sobered up
Jack & Lily at the kitchen table
“It’s cold in me and too warm with you”
“What’s missing in me just isn’t in you”
With no more words it ended there
And they wondered in silence
About mornings without
Heading downtown on the 6
On a day that felt like late September
Jack’s vacant eyes locked with Lily
Whose own were filled with someone new
And it all became clear with the words lodged in his throat
“Baby, I’m blue” was all that he knew
About the Creator
Randi Abel
Poet and storyteller currently based out of Denver, Colorado.
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