A Day Went By

A day went by and the whole of the world lost the balance of its axis,
And created the flood of feelings that find me drowning in isotonic oceans,
Since you have been gone it may as well be a thousand years,
For the distance is so impassable and instantly eternal,
My words just alphas and omegas and the surrogate of my pain,
I now face the world with a different face since you've been gone,
When it used to take only your presence to make me strong,
But a day went by and you were gone and now the world is an empty stranger,
And I; who am so much a part of your being; am left without your laugh,
Everyday I fall forward into the indifferent arms of this wicked guardian.

No longer creation's darling; now just another mouth to feed,
And numbed by my faculties of sense and their inability to process the absence of your love,
Talk just bouncing of the walls of my empty rooms,
Trifles of breathing seem labors of dead-language-mathematics,
And though I too will someday join you in that lost civilization of dust,
This is of little comfort to the agony of the flesh, Now the push of this self-serving river meets no resistance,
As I'm carried apathetic; and emptied to its ocean of oblivion,
While you are returned to that silence you had, Before a day went by and you were born,
I will tend and tinder your unfinished business here, I am your ghost,
I will haunt those regions of the world that you left undiscovered.

I think upon things casual and of consequence, And all bears the same fruit of smiles; sighs and world-giving embraces,
And that is what it meant to have a father such as this,
To be a man; to be fearless; to own the world,
As my woes rattle for lifetimes and eons,
And my thoughts live their anonymous lives and suffer their public executions,
The intangible tragedy of my holy-host of feelings,
Finds only tears for its true mode of being,
And I still wait for that day to go by; that doesn't find a tear in my eye.