Goodbye! Poem by Loyd C Taylor Sr

I take my food from a cellophane wrap,

Toss in the microwave and give it a zap;

Grab a cold beverage from the fridge,

I pop the top and take a swig.


I hate this loneliness, oh man alive,

The things I do, just to survive;

This life for me, ain't nothin' but bad,

But, now you’re gone and I'm so sad.


I hate pre-packaged meals and watchin' TV,

I never thought this could happen to me;

But, it was my fault, so this price I pay,

For neglectful games, I just had to play.


Now cheap utensils are all I use,

And eating alone, thanks to your abuse;

I'm just your junkie, what more can I say,

My health's declined ever since that day.


Alas, I brought this all on myself,

I see your face on each grocery shelf;

I read your name on each box and can,

But it's over, I must be a man.


I'm going crazy, it's true and I know,

It hurts so much to let you go;

Times of fullness, I know are through,

I'll be so empty without you!


My stomach churns and bowels ache,

I die slowly as my heart doest break;

My life's a misery that I truly abhor,

I'll tape this note now to your door.


When you read these words so true,

Know the craving I still have for you;

Longing for you both day and night,

My sleep is gone, but not my appetite.


'I have no choice, ' I heard you say.

My world ended when you moved away.

I'll say it now, though it's not what I want...

'It's goodbye, my favorite restaurant! '