DEPARTURES

Your departures

so spontaneous,

so quick, like one night in a Honda:

violent and fast

and fucking glorious

but far too short...

Like a taste of a cuisine

in a foreign nation:

so fine,

but unavailable

upon your normal shores,

not experienced anywhere

anyWHEN else...

These are perfect moments

I describe

including that when you leave

making your departure

and its utter finality

all the finer a torture.

Well done.

Simply beautiful...