Inappropriate Man

My driveway
is loaded with treasures.
I had a lot
accumulated over an age of study.
I hope they don't get ruined
in the rain, good bye.
.
I can't fit you in my
sack and watch you, my
love, vanishing down the
perspective into
the narrow fold of my eye.

I am an abandoner,
having learned a cold skill.
I say goodbye with little fuss.
I don't go to funerals.