A You-Shaped Hole.

A You-Shaped Hole.

By David Milligan-Croft

I was going to text you

This funny meme I saw.

It was of a dog frantic to see its owner,

Who’d just come back from uni,

To see her folks.

The dog scampered up

To the young lady wagging

Its tail, yapping and licking her face.

It got so excited, it literally fainted!

The girl laughed.

I know how much you love dogs

So I figured you’d appreciate it.

But then I remembered you’re dead.

And I felt overwhelmed by this enormous

Bubble of emptiness and silence.

There was this huge you-shaped hole

Inside of me where you used to live.

I sat for a while staring at the message

Until the hole filled up with chores

And thoughts about trivial things 

I had to do that day.

Then I pressed send

And went to wash the dishes.

5 Comments

Filed under Art, Contemporary Arts, Creativity, Ideas, Inspiration, love, mental health, Poetry, Uncategorized, Writing

5 responses to “A You-Shaped Hole.

  1. Excellent picture and poem, David.

  2. Instant tears reading this. Temporarily filling the hole is all you can do…

    • Apologies for the tears. That wasn’t my intention. Just trying to express grief in my own way. A friend of mine once said, ‘you get back to a certain kind of normality. But you never get back to Kansas.’

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