layer after layer/my heart broke -- double poem

dropping
through layer
after layer
through lonesome levels
of learning, aching
laying down
on sunlit night
dark sky
ablaze,
broadcasting
our love
through stars, moon,
telecommunication satellites

***

my heart broke
when I broke hers,
my learning left me

no learning follows
into the space of loving

I fumbled;
my coat got caught
up on the hook

I hung, suspended
looking down
at the door
quietly closing
after her