On New Leaves and Pages

I’ve been packing
All these happenings
And the people, too,
But slowly this time
So as not to run off in the night
Though I suppose a goodbye won’t do.

Once I embark
Leaving those stark
Yellow lines that tell no tales
Perhaps distance will heal much
Of the sharp edges time won’t touch:
Mementos of when all failed.

When the sun illuminates my absence
It’ll be like I never happened
They’ll go on as they’ve always gone
But I’m changed completely
They aired every corner of me:
I’m left behind, strewn on the lawn.

It’s hard in life, to do no harm.
At least they’re charmed
To skip conscience and confessions
They were very clear all along
They never did anything wrong,
They need no intercession

So I’ll leave them exactly as I found them
Because heaven knows,
Not everything that lives
Grows.