straight out of that heart
having been too near to the soul , once
now, going surreptitiously out of the mind, again
on a new roll, some game
what a way to come
what a way to go
knowing no one will know
unbeknowest that its been known before…
for sure,
they, who let themselves set all the merry plans
thinking, one might accept, “sorry, it had to be so.”
- just like that, they let go all hearts like fallen leaves
come and go
why don’t they just leave one alone.
& never come, or never ever go?