Kurt Philip Behm

Blind Side

The last day of vacation,

you told me things had changed

 

The last day of vacation,

each word seducing pain

 

The last day of vacation,

a new look in your eyes

 

The last day of vacation,

unveiling your disguise

 

The last day of vacation,

your back to turn away

 

The last day of vacation,

our future gone astray

 

That last day of vacation,

the sun had left the sky

 

That last day of vacation

—hello became goodbye

 

(The New Room: November, 2021)

Comments1

  • L. B. Mek

    yup, I too have felt
    a vacation's blindsided, curse..
    she left, for a few weeks
    relaxed in Canada
    and I, barely got a few calls
    for a quickly whispered, hello
    upon her return
    she delivered her loud and clear
    farewell..
    decades later, and I'm no longer bitter
    I just hope, she's doing well
    (a write I could relate with easily, Kurt
    thanks for sharing)



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