The only
true goodbye is silence
mocking
you as you argue with it
Words
like gone don’t make noise
The song
of the burnt forest
once the
fire is completely out
Green
tree memory mantra
that
never delivers
The was
of it
The
quieter ever louder and louder
Absence
gloating in the present
No act
of contrition or expression
can
relieve it
No act
period.
The
meaning of that
only
after the final punctuation
A period
longing
to drop
its mouth open
and
become a comma
The
brutal past-tense of lost
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