the good bye card

so you says goodbye.
in a nice clean goodbye card
sterile wiped clean of any pain in parting
like a body bag; bloody on the inside.

the thought, a great small hope
a shiney single moment in trepidation
we understand our common words
and laugh in all the right places
with the world between us
all we really ever see
our confused contorted faces
in this judge each other silently
and with that the words you send
are not even yours to say take care

One love a thousand moments
A thousand loves one moment
A great thought spilled as sand
across tiles of cracked clay
lonely acres miled out our sightlines
to horizon's line the eye seeks it's own level
across dynamic construction plane
as seen only from the air
so that only birds may understand
their real hidden meaning
you see a line and call it a ditch
what might be a hummingbird
a cruel forced perspective
puts me just out of reach
if x is x then why is y
I wonder at the wonder of it all
so much for that, so to it I go
and here and here is my good bye