and the way
we go on
when our words
lose their weight
is all just
a strange form
of grieving

and the way
that we call
with nothing
left to say
is all just
a strange form
of grieving

when they’re there
they are there
so you have
things to say
to these ghosts
who walk down
your hallway

now, listen
i’m sorry
i loved you
that’s the truth
it’s too late
it’s over
it’s over

time is not
always in
four four time
sometimes it
does what it
wants to do

sometimes we
dance and when
the song halts
all we have
left is our



Author: brice maiurro

Denver poet. Author of Stupid Flowers, out now through Punch Drunk Press.

7 thoughts on “BREAKUP WALTZ”

  1. Have you seen Richard Linklater’s ‘Before’ series of movies with Julie Delpy and Ethan Hawke? I’ve been watching them since the first was released in the early 90’s (at an inappropriate age no less) anyway the reference to a ‘waltz’ being a part of life’s great hollow obligation and romantic tragedy of the heart is in a song in the second movie and reminds me of this poem of yours. Its a little obscure but I heard the same voice.
    I hope you’re well Brice, great to see no reduction in words.

    1. I have seen two of the three in that series. Love em. I take a while between each movie because it seems appropriate. I did watch the second one about a month ago so it’s very possible it snuck its way into this. Always good to hear from you.

  2. I think I saw the first when I was eleven or twelve (mid nineties) and it is pretty much what I believed love should be, I’d watch it throughout my teen years ad-nauseam and when the second was released I hyperventilated, and was not disappointed. Then the third was watched upon release also, although its great weight was a grim one to bear but I respect them so much for keeping reality in relationship and intent. So, my heart is fully entrenched in these characters like no others.
    As a side note – when my eyes glance across your avi pic it looks like a swollen, pregnant belly.

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