Paying no attention <br />to where I am going <br /> <br />I read & re-read <br />your letter <br /> <br />words blurring <br />into stop after stop <br /> <br />until I look up <br />realize I am <br /> <br />many miles past <br />where I should get off. <br /> <br />Now <br />I don’t know <br /> <br />where I am <br />at all. <br /> <br />I leave your letter <br />on the bus <br /> <br />sitting upstairs <br />all on its own <br /> <br />journeying blindly on <br />as I try to make my way back to <br /> <br />somewhere...anywhere <br />anything familiar <br /> <br />I can recognize <br />as me <br /> <br />…the last stop before a broken heart.<br /><br />Dónall Dempsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lsst-stop-before-a-broken-heart/
