I am looking everywhere for you
I have checked
my emails,
The answers on Jeopardy,
The since-abandoned Spirit Halloween,
The hotel in which I was yours for the first time,
My best friend’s backyard,
In between my folded towels.
You are nowhere
and that’s alarming.
I am looking everywhere for you
I will check
The KFC that used to be an Autozone
Your grandmother’s apartment on Google maps
The zen garden you put lines in with a miniature rake,
The chorus of every song I’ve ever known,
My esophagus,
my DVD collection between The Shining and Mamma Mia,
Several Twitter threads
and the restaurant down the street.
If I haven’t found you in any of those places,
I think I will admit,
I made you up.
Perhaps because my own work this marathon struggled with reality, I find this poem particularly engaging, Angel. The tension you create through the diverse places you ‘look’ is excellent. Nicely done!
I really liked that the search imaginary is couched in the mundane of everyday objects and places. And the final three lines are such a perfect shrug.