It took me a while to
acclimatise to the phrase,
at first not comprehending the
teen’s nonchalant reference.
It took me a while to
acclimatise to the parallel
of my own genesis and lack
of ties to generations past.
It took me a while to
acclimatise to the sting
of your absence echoed
in the adolescent’s tears.
It took me a while to
acclimatise to the revelation
you are a train that will never
stop at my station.
It took me a while to
acclimatise to the frost
of your breath tapped out in
someone else’s message.
It’s taking me a while to
acclimatise to this ache
and its eternal presence.
It might be a while
to acclimatise
as I cut the cord
that binds us.
Miriam E. Miles 