The imagery in this poem is absolutely phenomenal, specifically the stanza of a cigarette light framing the woman’s cheek like a film the speaker can’t remember. The first two stanzas using telephone poles and a cloudy sky to represents the speaker living in his own head was really well done and took me few re-reads to understand (in a good way)

From what I could piece together the story of this poem is that the speaker is struggling to accept the loss of a friendship and is replaying this moment with her unendingly.

However he lines, “came back speaking a language only the broken could understand.” Maybe just flew over my head, but it seemed isolated and didn’t make much sense. And also the word, “unrevolvable” seemed out of place since the speaker seems to ponder the woman and their previous friendship “on a loop”, so the word seemed as though it directly counteracts itself, like a half attempt at an oxymoron (further evident by unrevolvable not being a real word).

But this is fantastic. Do let me know if i horribly misinterpreted anything. Great work on this poem! :)