except for a cheshire smile
smirk in the gray sky above
I let my thoughts come out
in the night on the street
I let it all break like a cloud
burst and I cried but you say
crocodile tears! & swallow me
whole with that glare with that
angry stare - and I'm done, gone.
When you seemed to be
listening - you were merely
holding your tongue - to lash
me later on and on and on and
We ended before the new year
came in quiet & cold & silent
And I am waiting to leave here.
And you are waiting for me to go.
And after that... who can know?
