How long does this need to go on?
How many times do I have to forget
before forgetting means enough
how often do I need to pass your door until it opens
how do I say goodbye when I do not even say hello
how can you leave me like this, when we have not even
crossed out clues on the train of thought
when the dried ink disappears
how can you think it is over when
the other is scheming on your behalf
the other is singing in solitude
of the possible fortunes lost in deep water
when I cry for you no tears form
when I call for you no sound calls
when I die for you I guess I will go on living
Nicholas Alexander's Poetry