how
many words
how many times
will it take to say
goodbye
impossible it is
to get it right
mockingbirds know
outside the morning
window
they bathe themselves
in sunlit concrete fountains
we have said it kind
to help the other
we have said like an angry sky
to help ourselves
we have said it with tears
melting both from love
and from regret - it is done it will hang in air
a
pentatonic scale
like a neverending chanting
from the mockingbird
it
will never be as fair
it will never be as perfect
as hello.
16 mar 00
m
madison
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