You may be leaving
you always have had
one foot out the door
But now, both feet
may go and leave!
And I like being connected
with you!
Somehow, combination of you and me
together close
makes me whole
Whereas you gone
deflates me like a tire
needing air
Or maybe sometimes
Airless tire me.
can push a little
if pushed.
But! I am having
to realize
the essential cells
of my being
might be plucked up
and not lift,
to not go flat.
This realignment
I need to do for myself.
You cannot help.
As a matter of fact,
if I try and bring
you into the process
you will snort
and rear up
like an annoyed horse.
So alone in the separation process
I must do my own inside work
even though feeling very short
and without proper instruments.
The echo of my aloneness
vibrates loudly
deeply.
My whole being yells ouch
like a bomb sized burp.