I’d forgot to grieve
Got up to leave
A mumbling stumbling goodbye
I’d not taken the time to cry
Too too busy not asking why
Caught up in my own insensitivity
Reading some other folks words
Looking at nature, studying birds
Wallowing in the following wind
Now it’s time to come to terms
Wash those wicked feelings, terminate the germs
Wish you all the best, with sincerity
I’m in the country and visiting the city
Writing and reading, words full of self-pity
Drinking coffee and smoking cigarettes
The world has become my oyster
That’s a tricky one, choices can loiter and be foisted
So I’ll catch their word, hoping that’s not too absurd
