36 days since you called
36 days of staring at clocks
and cursing the phone on the arm of my chair
36 days of not sleeping enough
and drinking at lunch and wishing that somebody cared
864 hours of pain and rejection, of regret and intention
864 hours away from everything I loved in life
864 hours of loss
51,840 seconds have now crawled away, and I'm wearing every one
in the glass in my stare
in the roots in my hair
in the journals I'll leave when I'm gone
36 days since you called
36 days of replaying the scenes and mourning the dreams
God Damn-ing your sense of dependence and grandeur and greed
36 days of regret
864 hours are gone
51,840 seconds I'll never forget.