Letter of Resignation

Takes a dried up ballpoint,

lemon juice and water,

keeps a diary invisibly.

In the kitchen corner

of a basement bachelor's suite,

there's a certain search for certainty,

you know we'll never see

her hands touch

her childhood home in photos that she took.

It's one more

omission from a high school history book

how whole lives

are knifed and pushed aside.

To whom it may concern...

To whom it may concern...

There's a bus that's leaving half an hour from now.

this is to inform...

It won't take her where she really wants to go.

yours, sincerely yours...

So she sits there with her luggage at her side.

yours, sincerely yours...

In the empty stations of our empty lives

Take a broken bottle.

Take a rafter beam or

take a needle and a tarnished spoon.

All just words to kill off

one more unheard statement

of another dying afternoon

she says she's leaving soon.

So so long

to ten hour shifts and faking sympathies.

Farewell

to piles of bills, unpaid utilities.

All rolled up

and unfurled like a flag.

Wake up and pack your bag...

To whom it may concern...

To whom it may concern...

There's a bus that's leaving half an hour from now.

this is to inform...

It won't take her where she really wants to go.

yours, sincerely yours...

So she sits there with her luggage at her side.

yours, sincerely yours...

Leaving empty stations, leaving empty lives