Tense Anniversary
On the tenth anniversary of your death
I woke up unrefreshed
and got to work late.
I read a little from the latest Billy Collins
but wrote no responses.

I took some calls from random customers
and had a fish and cheese sandwich.
I rode home at five
and found a busted spike on my bike.
There were some comics that needed reading
but my concentration was off
so I missed an important reveal in Spider-Man
that came back to haunt me later.

I went to bed early
to catch up on sleep
but turned and tossed,
so eventually ended up with video games.

I do still miss you,
but if I were to say that not a day goes by
I’d be lying.