Departure Time

D E P A R T U R E

The clock has chimed

One last time,

And the sun has set

Upon a distant horizon.

It is time for a departure.

The last stitch

Has been sewn,

And the children have abandoned

Their frolics in crystal playgrounds.

I have shed

My final tear,

And have screamed

My last, fatal plea.

And it is high time for a departure.

My phone

Doesn’t dance

To the tune

Of your sexy voice.

My heart

Doesn’t leap

To the sound

Of your sweet name.

I can’t stand

The sight of you

And I pity not

Your mournful face.

It is time for a departure.

I watch as untamed horses

Freely float with the gentle breeze

And I take one last look

Over my shoulder as I move on.

My, love, it is time we depart.