Just Away
if you haven’t
a sense
of humor
I haven’t a want
of you
too much of life
is through
not around
or about
under or over
but through
and getting through
it
is a kind of death
as it were
where you die
but don’t die
be it the night
I search your face
for a sunny day
an unplanned split
lift of the lips
that gives way
a way
just away
TL