Joseph A. Pinto

author of horror & poetic prose


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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