Five Ways to Say Goodbye
I.
This is the first March
I haven’t fallen in love.
Maybe that’s because
I loved you long before
this month, or maybe
it’s because I’m alone
for the first time in years.
II.
When you call me
my phone blats a circus
theme, um-ba-bop, um-ba-bop,
something your brother whistled
with scowl and harmony
the last time we failed to connect.
III.
What can be made
of dreams, real ones
played through the night?
Will a dream slip into my bed
and grip me, rock me, soothe me?
Will that content you?
IV.
I need a voice.
Laugh with your tongue.
Press your fist
in my palm.
I will sigh
and you will need me to.
V.
I love you
out of habit,
out of season.
Love me, too, maybe.
If you get the chance.
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