vanishing trick
I would understand the ending to
every single story inside you
if only you would open your skin
I would understand if you chopped
every branch and bough from the
apple tree and
carved into its core
your own sacred totem pole
if you chose to set sail off the rocky
shores of the atlantic
and never return to our native land
I would understand
if you were born in another place
and a different time
I would understand you as much
as I do today
should you vanish without a sound
nor provide a reason for
not wanting to see me again
I would only pretend to understand
april two thousand fourteen
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