I knew that the day would come.
Tonight with immediate effect all the stars
Shall be transferred onto your hair.
All the lilies, lotuses and lilacs
That wish to surround you are
Granted special permission to do so;
So they shall shower you in their wet petals
Of outgoing sadness. The late rains that have
requested
On compassionate grounds to fall all over you
Shall touch you
With temperate coldness. An antique gramo
phone deck
Will play the 78 RPM
Of your laughter for the last time, to be archived
For posterity
Under the label ‘His Heart’s Voice’. Henceforth
Whoever looks and thinks he loves you
Shall remain deceived. In the mist of your
leaving,
There is still hope
That you’ll at long last,
Miss me. But for all matters of the heart
You’ll be deemed forever gone. Take the first
flight,
Report for admiration
In your new town,
Where they fold up love like blankets
And sit all night in the cold
While in the rain streets the children run
Far into the beach, among the night’s last lovers,
Selling leftover love
For candy floss and song.