Joseph A. Pinto

barflypoet & author of dark fiction


The call came
that you were gone
and all that remained
was the simple act of driving
to see you one last time.

Your own terms
something I will admire.

You left me
a husk
something you never were
something hard to erase from memory

And during that simple act of driving
when all that remained
were your terms
I remembered the final time I lay with you
a husk
the party long over
the curtain long drawn.

© Copyright 2012 Joseph A. Pinto. All Rights Reserved.

12 thoughts on “Husk

  1. poesravenlady says:

    Haunting perfection… a most beautiful remembrance.

    1. Joseph Pinto says:

      Thank you very much

  2. poesravenlady says:

    Haunting … a most beautiful remembrance.

  3. jaimiengle says:

    Beautiful and moving as always.

  4. rosereads says:

    Amazing… beautiful and powerful. –

    1. Joseph Pinto says:

      Much appreciated, Lu

  5. A beautiful poem, Joe.

  6. Joseph Pinto says:

    Thank you Nina, your support is always greatly appreciated

  7. Beautiful poem, Joseph.

    1. Joseph Pinto says:

      Hi Annie, thank you very much

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