Another Light In The Window Poem by Sonny Rainshine

This time will you ascend like Icarus,
like a kite with no tail, without a string,
with no-one on the ground to anchor you?

Or, will you, like last time,
creep near the ground, like English ivy,
or like kudzu out of control; or like
a freight train roll, destination unknown,
all aboard.

This time take me with you.
Don’t walk out on life,
because when you flee,
you flee from me
and am I not your friend?

I worry.
Tomorrow night, or the one after,
or the week after, or maybe two months,
or five years later,
my phone will ring
and it will be you—.

We cannot, we must not,
build our relationship
around departures
and promises.

Stay! Stand! Sit!
Breathe.

I have more to say to you
than goodbye.