The Moment He Left The Self Poem by Massoud Abolfathi

Then he left the scene
of the self
manged to carry
the point of no return.

Then he left him the self.
listen to hear, say to speak.

It was as if he never
no longer heard of the one
at crisscross of the selfing the self.

He was the one left the self of him
to hear no longer heard the self
to say not sayable to the self.

He had to leave him, off the self
left over trace, him the shadow
tracing traceless, left of no trace.