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In Retrospect Always
By A.J. Huffman


He said he loved her
as his fingers fell from hers.
In retrospect only.
His final promise whispered
as she watched him.
Eyes dropped from her gaze.
Right hand fumbling behind,
trying to find the escape --
the passage from this temporary world
into what he hoped would be forever.

Finality: A closed door.
Its whispered click
a last breath for a stark body
with eyes dried, longing for the pain
of familiar cliché.
Yet in truth, there was no absence.
No inkling for death.
Just foul life lingering: Unwanted.
And complete in her repugnance.

She longed to be his Juliet.
But no, she was not
that flawed. She held no excess.
Held nothing to conflict the desire.
No counter to bring blessed fear,
that blind guide to welcomed death.

No. No Juliet she.
She was more a feeling.
One feeling. For one man.
Alone
and standing at the end.
Watching her end-
less beginning.


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A.J. Huffman is a poet and freelance writer in Daytona Beach, Florida. She has previously published six collections of poetry all available on Amazon.com. She has also published her work in numerous national and international literary journals. Most recently, she has accepted the position as editor for four online poetry journals for Kind of a Hurricane Press ( www.kindofahurricanepress.com ). Find more about A.J. Huffman, including additional information and links to her work at http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000191382454 and https://twitter.com/#!/poetess222.