A planet slowing down

and wrecking amused havoc

on my senses

must be the reason

for this temporary lapse in judgment.

As I woke up alone,

messy and confused,

I hoped that the shadow of a

band on my finger would

solidify into gold again.

I blame this cosmic fluke

for the things that I said

but didn’t mean.

And now clarity ensues,

leaving me stunned and unwilling

to accept your hasty departure.

Mercury is now back on its

course, so can we also

go back to ours?

© 2016 Anj CP