The emptiness of the room
echoed the feeling in my heart.
The bag on the table was too large
for oranges and potatoes.
The zipper down its length
led, coldly, down the hall
and into the room where you were not.
The bag was empty but ready
to hold something larger
than my life.
The outline was long and black
as it waited to contain
my body...
I slid the zipper
zipppppp
I felt your hand on my shouder
and closed my eyes preparing myself to be
placed inside, a final sacrifce.
"What do you think?"
Your voice was warm, unexpected.
When I opened my eyes, I found...
your grey pinstripped suit
all clean and pressed
for your business trip to LA.
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