It Won’t Break My Heart to Say Goodbye
What was this world but a crumbling brick edifice
and the green glass shards from a last call drunk
staggering in every direction but home?
When did it offer more than just enough to keep on
existing, a fuel spill shimmering in the wake of morning
after morning, alarms instead of birdsongs?
Why should I miss it?
Why would I miss it?
Why would it miss me?
Why should it miss me?
Was I known for planting seeds or pruning branches,
for leaving sugared water for the hummingbirds,
or offering soft words to those in need of them?
What was I but another machine leaving tire tread tracks
over the homes and humans and habitats in my way,
the exhaust of my thoughts polluting the air?
How can we know
what we will miss
when we miss so
much and we
know even
less?
J.D. Isip’s full-length poetry collections include Kissing the Wound (Moon Tide Press, 2023) and Pocketing Feathers (Sadie Girl Press, 2015). His third collection, tentatively titled Reluctant Prophets, will be released by Moon Tide Press in early 2025. J.D. lives in Texas with his dogs, Ivy and Bucky.
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