Saturday, 12 April 2008

I will go

I won’t stay long

I just have to
tune this guitar

I’ll fly in and out.
Honestly
you’ll never know I’m here

But I do

I won’t take up your space
or
breathe your air

But you do

Just ignore me. Pretend
you didn't see me come in

There are other rooms you could have chosen.
Empty ones.
Rooms where I am not.

It would have been kinder

I'll sit here in the corner.

When I'm sure
(despite your turned back)
I have your complete
undivided
attention

When I can tell
by the way your head tilts
(to the right)
and your eyes close
and you take a deep breath
and
will not look at me

(and not before)

I will go

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