For Dina - Poem by Elmer Sayre
Early morning when you left without saying goodbye
Frantic about meeting a schedule or so
You should have waken me up
Cooking omelet for you and packing your lunch
For the long trip to meet your schedules
Wiping the early morning sweat from your brow
As you go.
But the schedule has to come first
Early as early can be
You may have prodded the pedal to the floor
Squeezing the last gasoline drop
One hundred twenty measure to the hour.
Later at night I could no longer expect
Your light kiss as you arrive
From meeting your schedule or so
Your cold body arriving
In a hearse of the funeral parlor
We hired to pry the crumpled car open in Bacolod.
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