PARTING

PARTING

The big globe of water
Hung from the end of his nose
Early flu?....poor old man

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Eyes hidden and scrunched
Behind glasses
His body leaning over
The counter
A quiet man - the globe still there
Hanging onto the end of his nose

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An emaciated creature emerged
Huge eyes staring
At the naked bulb of life
Too desperate to move
A back leg caved in
The haunches so narrow
They'd fit under a hand

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Ribs sticking out
A clinging to life
An impossible farewell
To an impossible life

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The old man bent down
With the tear on his nose
And said a few words
Impossible to hear

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The man turned and walked
His dog didn't.
He turned and walked
But the dog couldn't move

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Inertia and gravity
Rooted his scrawny body
To the farewell spot

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So hard to bear
This last farewell
This last hurrah
This Man's Best friend
In the fright of life's stage
Just could not move

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His bag of bones
His caved in frame
Was gently
Hauled away

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But on that day
And at that hour
In the smallest of dramas
But biggest of events
That man
And that dog
Were cleaved apart

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Did the man go home?
Could the man go home?
So sad....this diminished man
So whispered was
His private loss