Impossible Blues

Flash poetry from E.B. Johnson.

you were complicated.
deep as impossible blue;
oceans wider than grief.
a tear; a dishevelment.

I couldn’t look at you. 
aries fading fast. can we
make another quick good-
bye? I din’t see having

a different direction to
take. elevated discretion;
can we think tomorrow? 
I don’t know. Perhaps

another time. Lay it off
until another day; mull
it over. When we’re 
buried…