And Nothing At All About The Why

to cut you've got to cut
like a slap
not much of a pinch
the pain is sudden
and becomes unnoticeable

leaving could be done
at dawn
when everyone is still asleep
when the chickens are
still roosting
there is no pain at all

it is that warmth in your hand
above your belly
which you feel
and then you wake up and it
is gone

no words are wasted
no tears
no promises when and nothing
at all about the why


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