Questions (Vers. 2)

How can I
feel your absence--
a black hole in my gut--
but I can't feel Earth turning?

I know you're gone,
yet the questions suck away in my belly.
The world lies still beneath my feet,
and I know it is spinning.

Questions

How is it
that I feel your absence—
a black hole in my gut—
but I cannot feel Earth turning?

You’re gone—I know this—
yet the questions suck away in my belly.
The world is still, beneath my feet,
but I know it is spinning.