peak of dawn said
"you'd call it a night,"
that you had work at the PMs
and would return to the forum
in its empty glory then.
shaked the 2's off your dreads
tied the bagpack straps to your waist
and went to recreate ET on your bike ride home;
why my heartlines attach so willingly, with such bravery, is beyond me.
we grow fond of faces we might not see again
shake hands gag
exchange names, where were you from again?
and the brain will not learn
that with every farewell i grow weaker as well.
idris waved goodnight, i waved goodbye (in case)
(we talked one last time the next night,
the haze of nostalgia got the best of my mind, i cried)
my laptop will die in 20 minutes
from your unplugging the charger
off some earthly concern, and i regret leaving
with the prospect of