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When You’re Gone

Maybe when your gone
my apron will turn up
It’s been lost since
you took the kitchen apart
and put in new countertops

Maybe when your gone
I’ll dream of being lost
I’ll drink wine right out of the bottle
go to the wrong dentist
and get tired of playing Scrabble

Maybe I’ll buy myself flowers
like Miley Cyrus did
or write poems
about old boyfriends
like Taylor Swift

Maybe I’ll think
it will always be like this
and when your packing
I’ll stay busy writing

When your gone
I’ll talk to myself
I’ll watch the view
and make long lists
of things I could do

But maybe I’ll make plans
only to break them
I’ll put my passwords
in a lock box
and give my thrift shop clothes
to thrift shops

I’ll grow out my bangs
and buy a new bathrobe
I’ll leave my phone
far from home
call it from the land line
and see who picks up

___________Colleen Redman / Poets and Storytellers United /dVerse Poets Pub

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