FiveMinutesLater

its as if nothing happened.

that five minutes ago, it was like you were never here
when you broke the news and the stained glasses
where i jailed myself in for so long

for i heard no shatters,
no beating of a heart,
blood sailing calmly through my veins
the mind distant in a far away world

no puddles forming
disappontingly, no screaming
when i would have wanted
to pound your twisted brain
with curses and protests

merely for the satisfaction of it

yet everything is as it was
except for this chasm
drifitng farther apart