Saturday, March 21, 2009

untitled two

On the way to the airport the lightening sky seeps into the spaces between our seats
and we move quietly forward except for the radio blaring into early morning sleepiness.
When we say goodbye, I realize that I may not see you for a long time
but strangely it doesn't bother me.
Maybe I am just too tired to register the weight of it,
or maybe my instinct on the way here was right:
we have little to offer each other these days
and are only held together by nostalgia and sheer force of will.
I hope I'm wrong.

Out the airplane window the mountains shrink along with my ability to let go.
Once again you have taught me an important lesson,
one that, this time, I won't forget.

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