Goodbye and All That

Forty-five years from now, my dear,
when roots of your bleached hair turn gray,
no one will care that you were here
churning my passion to dismay.
Then you who led me by the nose
will crumple like a withered rose
upon the ground beneath which I,
insensate to all pain, will lie.
And if perchance you recognize
amidst chilled voices in the wind,
one, broken-hearted and chagrined,
don't dally to apologize
for canceling another tryst,
since that appointment won't be missed.

previously published in Pleiades

Frank De Canio has been published in more than 90 magazines(and/or e-zines); Danger, Pleiades, Genie, Write On!!, Red Owl, Nuthouse, Love's Chance, Words of Wisdom, Rook publishing, Illogical Muse, The Lyric, Free Lunch, Art Times, Pearl; with Hazmat, Medicinal Purposes, Blue Unicorn and Ship of Fools, Raintown Review, and others pending. He was born and lives in New Jersey, but his cultural breeding grounds are in New York City. He likes music of all kinds from Amy Beach to Amy Winehouse; from Albinoni to Zap Mama. He likes the poetry of Dylan Thomas, Alan Ginsburg, Sylvia Plath. Shakespeare is his soulmate and solace.

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