Goodbye

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As with poems, you can be as free as you like

or as restricted as you like – just say the thing

Goodbye

like walking on water or some other miracle of a saint

I don’t believe in.

I tell you I don’t want children. Ever.

You’re not prepared for a nappy-less existence

that is that – goodbye

it’s not a tongue twister

it’s not a breath mint

I do not want marriage. Ever.

You’ve said you always wanted a bride

in a church, with a veil and all those dumb flowers

you’re not whole without it (which I think is stupid)

so you say the thing – goodbye

As with poems, it’s hard to know when it’s done

but words are a start, the feeling will come

like ice you roll on your tongue until it gets smaller

goodbye, goodbye, goodbye.

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