no reason.

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i.

would you say yes if i told you

i can't several names?

would you tell me which parts of me

are disposable?

would you say yes if i could

be what you're gathering?

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ii.

where do you live?

in what part of that city

is there a person who feels?

in what part is there a cemetery?

and if there is one, is it forbidden to visit it?

was it fear that made you hesitate

between

a company

and a home?

or was it the place where you live

that delayed

your attention?

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iii.

why did you make me wait?

what did i do to make the farewell yours?

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iv.

i know what you think.

i know you don’t really wreck.

i know you don’t really see me.

i know i have no choice.

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v.

and i come back here often,

more than i’d like to.

to believe in myself.

to remind myself why i do what i do.

to try and believe that you see that i’m here.

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vi.

i guess i hope you don’t find love.

i hope you don’t find an “-else”.

that your life is just what it is: a return trip.

i hope you don’t earn much more time.

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and that maybe you think this same way about me.

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poem written by me.

cover image edited/owned by me.

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