By the Hour
By the hour,
I watched you leave,
On a journey from which
You promised no return.
You reached for my hand
Every time that you had saved
Enough alimony from your divorce with speech,
And said goodbye with not a syllable.
By the hour,
Your pulse sung slower
And the distance grew shorter
And one day, the bridge was in sight.
I said every prayer words could form,
I held you tighter when I heard the drums
Of mortality calling to your soul
And wished it had been just an ordinary cough.
But it was your last.
By the hour,
I had murdered this moment a million times.
I wish I had murdered it one more time.
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