By Madison
Date: 16 March 2000
now said
how many words
how many times
will it take to say
goodbye
impossible, it is
to get it right
mockingbirds know
outside the morning window
they bathe themselves
in sunlit concrete fountains
and reprise the sound
but not the sorrow
we have said it kind
to help the other
we have said like an angry sky
to help ourselves
we have said it with tears
melting both from love
and from regret - it is done
it will hang in air
a chromatic scale
like a neverending chanting
of the mockingbird
it will never be as fair
it will never be as perfect
as hello.
M Madison
16 mar 2000
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