Phantom Pain

 Tzivia Gover
Phantom Pain

It happened the day I lost you.
My arm fell off.
Went the way you did.
First a little finger. Then another.
Didn't even notice when the wrist went.
Never missed the elbow.
By the time the bicep disappeared
Like butter on the stove
I didn't need it anymore.
When I dared think of it
(Phantom pain and all that)
It seemed so long ago. And 
Anyway I could brush my teeth
Carry a plate of spaghetti
Turn down the bed
Just as well one-handed.
Until you came back.
And it didn't.