Memories of you

You are a wallet photo, unseen,

 Dusty atoms of carbon,

Clinging to the plastic strand of a hand brush,

Returned to its place after all was undone

beneath the sinks

You remained, an oil print on my birthday glass,

Whose pleasing shape you drank from,

Had I cleansed myself of you, almost,

A fingertip would reveal itself weeks later,

Uniquely yours, apparently

The dining room rug rolled up, but

Only at the corner, from slipping feet

Retained a trace of flawless skin,

A single hair strayed there too,

The morning trickle of the light made it less visible,

Refusing to be extinguished

I discovered these memories of you,

an infinite desiccation, evidentially

To always be there, with our treasured last words

an indelible truth, typed in hard print,

In the forensic report

First published in The Chamber magazine, January 2022

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