Faith Fowler Poet Free verse

Wherever You May Be

I’m angry that you’re gone, and 
I’m angry that I don’t know where you are;
although you were definitely made of stardust,
or whatever glistens on the moon. 

Regretful, confused, perhaps because I don’t know
if I’ll ever see you again
and the indefinite promise that you’re gone

is quite honestly terrifying, 
mesmerizing,    I get lost in the thought
of you being anywhere,    somewhere.

I’m angry with the promise of a “better place” -
that you were always sure of -
but that I cannot fathom. 

What better of a place, 
than here with me, 
instead of in the uncertainty
that follows me around like a lonely ghost. 

I hope that it’s you that follows me, but then again, I don’t
because I’d rather feel you in the summer rays,
in the wispy wind
in the watercolor sunset, feathered with clouds 

in your favorite songs while I fly down the freeway
with tears slipping down my cheeks
as quickly as you slipped away.

I’d rather feel you in my heart,
in my bones,
and in each beautiful part of life,
because I know that’s where you’d want to be.

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