Cars and Empty Spaces

You napped

eyes bringing dreams

lips parted and wet

so productively

I shopped

cars on the road slow on ice

winter racing

Christmas chasing

shops packed the parking spaces

found one

all the way to the top of the

multi-storey

a vacant space

of a frozen grail

gobbled like chocolate oranges

parting through the shoppers

staging the economic foundations

for another year

presents sought

none bought

bound for you again and again

the time treacled through my

fingers

cars stacked as dominoes

unfalling and snowing now too

I teemed

til the driveway came into view again

a rectangle of tarmac

stamped into the snow where your car

had gone

insides empty too