Whenever I see a vapor trail
I’m reminded how these things can fail.
Ten thousand miles broke my spine,
but now out of orbit I am fine.

Whenever I touch this old brick wall
I remember how these things can stall.
Your stone and mortar sealed my fate
but now that I’m breathing it’s too late.

You go away. I’ll be waiting here with a smile on my face.
You go away. I’ll always be here, but in a different place.

And I’ll put your letters in the drawer
like a ticking heart beneath the floor.
Ten thousand beats and you’ll be back.
Eye of a needle, and all that.

And I’ll leave off waiting by the phone.
It only remind me, I’m alone.
Your loaded silence pierced my side.
I’ll wait for the water to subside.

You go away. I’ll be waiting here, mask firmly in place.
You go away. I’ll always be here, with someone else’s face.

This Sisyphitic bliss is hard to keep inside a fist
so tightly closed around what we remain.
The novelty is that your flight was held at bay until tonight
and every vapour trail is damned and leading you away.

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