Tuesday, 8 February 2011

For Ezra

Thank you for appearing
and all that thus attends

Thank you for quiet moments,
multiples, proliferations,
conversations without end or sense

Thank you from the part of me
that does not need you
beyond the simple fact of
when you're here you're here -
the part which knows itself
but shuts its mouth

Thank you for showing me
how simple life is
simple happiness

Waiting with you
Always waiting
Sharing news
Not caring at all
And then you're gone

But so am I

At the station
in that moment
existing only
for those afternoons in restaurants
paying our own way
after years of being brought
finding a friend in unlikely places

Oh lost weekends
Oh hungry texting
And what we do but have no words for
Thank you

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