The Farewell

(Finished text.)



Falling on, falling over, falling apart—
Maybe I should tell you to reach for me
Why don’t you come on, though the flight
--of stairs—
It seems so long, then short,
And we both just play our part
We’re not worried, it’s all right
--or it’s all a trick of the light—
Are we now where we are supposed to be?


Here, it’s all deserted
Here.
I could say many things before I feel I’m dead
But I’d rather let him say it all instead
Here, the flies buzz in your ears.
Hear the flies buzz in your ears
--Here, hear, here!—
Stay silent while Jack White sings
It doesn’t matter if your name is
His name, Meg or Suzy Lee—
Is this the way we’re supposed to be?


Stay, you say, so? I’m not leaving
--maybe I could be gone tomorrow
But you would blame the way I’m living—
Let’s play God and call this sorrow
Or say we can get through all this
But we’re not supposed to do it
Nor supposed for anything…


Is this the way it was all meant to be?