I THINK YOU DIDN’T CARE ENOUGH TO TELL ME THAT YOU’D GONE
When I boarded the barge
The climate was already changing.
Something was drifting in my eyes
That made me feel I was trying to outrun
A storm, left me thinking that notes,
Torn signs on buildings, on discarded newspapers
Had some kind of message for me. It was like
Neglect had something powerful to say to me.
Deny all shores, it said, stay aboard as long
As possible. Disregard all gestures to explain.
