Poetry - Love

Choke

I wrap myself in a
thick quilt of
past loves
sewn together
in squares of hurt
I feel will somehow protect me
from your sporadic
phone calls
nonchalance dripping
in my ear about
what you’re up to
gagging on
pointless conversations
I shuffle around
alone in your old T-shirt
and worn slippers
mumbling “uh huh”
but I always
choke at
goodbye