Blinking Cursor

Blinking Cursor You erased me mid-sentence cursor still blinking in my chest One minute I lived in your schedule next minute I’m “probably for the best” I refreshed that screen like a ritual like it owed me skin and bone If I stared hard enough at the nothing maybe you’d have to throw me a tone Unread message, unburied ghost I was there, I was there, I was close You turned us into before and after left me talking to the dust, to the rafters Do you know what it does to be dropped like a call in a tunnel? It teaches a person to doubt their own signal Silence so loud it was physical rearranged wires under my skin Every buzz from a stranger’s number felt like you trying again I practiced all of my questions in case you suddenly spoke But you never even sent a fragment just left me holding the smoke Unread message, unburied ghost I was there, I was there, I was close You turned us into before and after left me talking to the dust, to the rafters Do you know what it does to be dropped like a call in a tunnel? It teaches a person to doubt their own signal