A Ghost's Eyes

I put away our photographs today
turned them face down
and put my back
to your memory
I said goodbye to you,
the final goodbye,
in a city far from here.
drunk.
on the phone.
but you are still with me
you followed me home.
I put your face into
the desk drawer
I put your face in a place
I can no longer see.
I threw away the key.
except I put my tax return in the same
drawer so so I'll have to break into my own.
and there will you be.
your callous, ever-loving, ever-laughing
face
staring right back at me.
I put away our photographs
I locked them where I cannot see.
But you still touch my dreams each night
and always, always,
you are staring straight through me.
(get out of my head.)
(you're ruining everything.)