Non-Erotic PoetryAbsenceAfter the oatmeal, still warm
in his belly, he shrugged into
his greasy sheepskin coat
and bent into the wind.
Off road, his footfall softened
by peat moss and heather, he
quickened his pace, needing
to breath hard, clear his head
after a night of misleading dreams.
There had been no warning,
no thunder-clouds on the sunny horizon,
just her sudden absence and the note.
She even took the dogs.
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Ooops an insight into the other side! That's what I did, upped and left!
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