NaPoWriMo 5

Speaking with you
through this tunnel
is not unlike passing

through an art gallery
a marriage of absence
as if every picture

lost its frame or
reference being
the blank space

creeping into vision
either a new guest
or just a name

a ghost memory
me waiting by the window
for you to appear

only to watch you drive away

By Joshua Keiter

reader, writer, actor, singer, teacher