Adios, Love


And this shall be my last goodbye.

 

do not leave any door

Even your window, even the leaks

in your roof, open for my

Voice,

Seal your heart

For If I come to return to the shores

Of you with pieces of my heart

Wrapped in your shirt,

I shall think of you, the you

Who loved me, now someone distant

Someone as cold as the floodwater

That soaked my feet

As I pound on your door

When I am again, homeless

In the torrential rains

My soul is wet, not of love

But of despair, of sadness

And if I shall come to you like this

Looking for the warmth of your arms

And the embers in your eyes

That fired my heart

that many times burned down

Your little room,

Lock your doors and seal your windows

As if my arrival

Is comparable to the thieves

Of pastries and wine

Of sneaky felines that raided

The food in your table

Or of the landlady coming

To get her rent

 

And if I arrive at the gates of your home,

Seeing from your window

The bulbs unlit,

Your doors closed and a salivating dog

Collared to the doorknob,

 

I shall know,

That the couch would feel terrible

Of receiving my weight

That the spoons and forks would be in disgust

Of my mouth

And your bedroom would flip me out

To the windows if I come without

Your consent

 

I shall know by then

And it is only the right thing to know,

That your heart like mine, had bid,

Finally

The coldest and longest,

The most prolonged

Of all farewells

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by Vivian Maier

PO

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