“The Absurb Poem”

how can the light of a past love
  shine brighter than new morning’s sun?
when you think it all has ended,
  it’s truly only just begun
the heart full of milk and blood
  pained by the almost tears of tonight
your voice slightly broken, likened to mine
  we’ll crawl alone into empty blankets
and flee into dreams that may or may not
  mean something
try bandaging the hurt with nothing but words
writing a poem like this, now seems so absurd
I slip into my blanket with a single
tear piercing the corner of my eye
think of you one last time
before I kiss this day goodbye
    --april 21, 2003