Bitter Hello

January 13, 2009
By Lindsey Bergholz, Burr Ridge, IL

Dance in your melody
While I mourn in mine
A bitter hello,
Because “goodbyes are overrated”

Because I don’t move on
When my ways are childish
A garage sale impersonates my life
Taking everything away, even junk

Even junk that could be ours
It never feared what was under the bed
Away, away, away, to another’s room
I am scattered; you dance on

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