You, missing

Like a tooth from a skull

And it tongues the bloody gap where it was

 

You, missing

Like a fingernail torn off

And the weeping surface is left sore and confused

 

You, missing

Like an arm ripped away in a car crash

Then the strange life without it not understood

 

You, missing

Like the cigarette on the back of a hand

You always leave a scar where you’ve been

 

You, missing

Like this sharp point scratching the flesh

Opening it out, feelings rushing to the surface

 

You, missing

Like bitter bile swallowed down for good

This poem’s a raw wound, but it’s about

 

You, missing

Like a smashed smile with a house brick

Now don’t you fucking dare come back