Discarded - O, Eskimeaux, Gabby's World

I have no choice but to treat you like you died

sprinkle the soil, to bury you

We can no longer bear your Jovian will;

it’s a massive thing, but in the end it’s just a cloud

All we did was build ideas,

unreachable and cavernous,

omnipotent, ravenous!

A shady lane, a picket fence

and all was based on faithfulness

on hollow, trustless lust and sex

And I can’t believe we were so bold

to sculpt and mold what the future holds

because our woods burned down two weeks ago

and our pond dried up to reveal the bones

of our child who drowned when she was too young

and my body couldn’t bear the second one

Now all that’s left is our empty home,

a flame-bitten exoskeleton

So in a thousand years when I’ve renewed

I’ll tear at the soil that buried you

desperately try to exhume

but there’ll be nothing left that I knew of you

You’ll be somewhere far away

a new girlfriend, a better place

a house, a home, a dream fulfilled

and I hope with a newfound iron will