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I need leaving lessons

It’s been awhile

But it used to be my specialty

Either I am stuck

Or simply suspended

In the tick-tock of reality

I opened the envelope

But the butterfly didn’t fly

Maybe it was 40 below

Or maybe just time to die

Or maybe I’m to blame

For all frozen things

I need leaving lessons

Just can’t respect

Any single teacher out there

It would take all I have to care

Enough to find my bearings

So I’ll stay here indefinitely

I opened the envelope

But my name wasn’t in it

But I know I wrote it in there

And paid for all the fame

And drug flighty and ungrateful associates

Who only wanted the name

I need leaving lessons

So many do it with ease

But I’m a stubborn so-and-so

Who has a God to please

And in truth I can’t stop

Actually loving these people

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