THE WORLD IS HOLLOWER THAN IT WAS.

One minute
We were laughing
And passing comments;

Some of them lasted,
Others flashed like comets,

And then
We briefly lost contact,
As Jim’s laptop packed up,

But one awakening
Soon became longer hair

And we were
Back at it night and day,
Saving grace from herself

Whilst helping
Defend her eternal virtues.

And this I knew:
He picked me up
When my cup runneth over

Too much
And as such refilled my will.

And this I know:
The wired void is still
Without his noise and filled

With less
Of me than before we met.