Old Girlfriends from Across the Universe, by John Grey
No days, no nights, out here.
just repetition, distances so far,
we’ve long since zoomed by meaningless.
My location lacks a threshold.
I’m no longer pin-pointed,
not even a speck in this great expanse.
It seems like lifetimes
since I strode Earth soil.
Old loves, I name them all,
each a cry in a lonely universe.
The ensuing silence has such starlit resonance.
There’s nobody here who knew me back then.
So how can 1 know me now.
John Grey is an Australian poet, US resident. Recently published in New Plains Review, Stillwater Review and Big Muddy Review with work upcoming in Louisiana Review, Columbia College Literary Review and Spoon River Poetry Review.