To An Absent
I have a reason to feel saudade,
I have a reason to accuse you.
There was an implicit pact you broke
and with no good-bye you went away.
You have detonated the pact.
You have detonated the common life, the common acquiescence
of living and exploring the paths of obscurity
with no deadline no consultation no defiance
to the limit of fallen leaves at the time of falling.