Moving On

we move
to a different city

over the next few months
via the internet and through old mailing lists
I watch my friends
get on with their lives

it is like being dead
and haunting the house you loved

from time to time I communicate to them
and they are surprised
just like I was an apparition

a headless man
at the top of the stairs

~ C. M. Evans, in Opium

(I find in Evans' poem a scenario well-depicted, if not particularly cleanly-written.)


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