Come to New Mexico, she says,
I've got a room to share.
You can leave all that homelessness
Behind. Leave those friends behind.
Leave him behind.
You'll miss him but the new nail
Drives out the old.
And the nights are getting so cool here.
Things will be New here.

I'm already looking at things
With past-tense glasses on.
Gathering facebook accounts and emails,
Crying my quiet tears as my heart breaks
For the meager relationship
We've built together.
I know you'll miss me.
I miss every one
When it's over.

09/23/2017

Author's Note: Got an invitation to move to NM today.

Posted on 09/23/2017
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