This word is locked behind white bar teeth
And smothered under a heavy blanket tongue
It dies in the lump at the back of the throat
And echoes in our whispers of your retreating footsteps
"Goodbye"

I have come to hate these 2 syllables
For it brings an battery metal taste to my mouth
A copper penny
The burn of bleach in sensitive nose
It is something i have come to despise

Two syllables

They reek of unfullfilled dreams and broken promises
Shattered like a fallen window
Jagged shards shred fragile paper skin
Red ink spills and stains
An unforgettable torture
Forever haunting
Lurking in ribcage prisons
Sulking in heartbeat memories
An abandoned cavity
Between rasping lung bags

This is Goodbye

Midnight screams roll over mill city lights
Will float over gray snow piles
Merge with falling masterpieces
Each one unique
Each one melts with the heat of forlorn tears

Eventually March will come in one by one
Hurray hurray
Trambling the heavy clouds of despair
Beneath black boots and salutes
A generals return

Then April will pour
Not with rain but tears of pure joy
Poetry guy will arrive
If only for a week

It feels like lonliness
The presence of one
In a dead world with no light or sound
Ghosts of movement
Illusions of conversations

Its filled with homelessness
Because you became my home
Yes you travel
Arrive and leave
One day i hope for
Is when you can stay

Home-
I cannot sleep
For restlessness fills my bones
Isomina is my only companion
10 minutes is my mininum
3 hours my maximum
I said you were my every thing
And i joked not

My sense of safety fled with you
Like a lover
Who's disapproving father chased you off
Foolish and instant
You took security by the hand
And led it into the car
Cradled it in your arms
Down to the Nations capital
Where it stayed

Two Syllables

Broken laughter rings clear
Laugh too hard and they become sobs
Sides ache from muscle contractions
Starving cells crave oxygen
But there is none

Theres no air
To breath
No sun
To warm chilled skin
No smiles
That dont crack like dried mud
When forced to show barren white teeth

This is goodbye
The fire of held back tears
Ache in the back of the throat
Arms hang dead
Two heavy limbs that miss the presence of you

You walk away
Three words etch their form on the air of your absence
Please promise you'll come back
That with April showers
You'll arrive with the rain
To brighten dark days

Two syllables
Goodbye...
At least for now