rain
beads
on my window
I pick
just
o
n
e
d
r
o
p
and trace
your path
with my finger
I notice
that ‘though we are
on opposite
sides of the glass
strangely
we move
together
as I follow
your lead
I wonder
about
your sense of urgency
your hidden purpose
a mission
stoically pursued
and I listen intently…
——
but abruptly
you disappear
joining the ranks
of those before you
you were too quick
you didn’t stick around
and I couldn’t grasp
what you were saying
I’m dismissed
and you’re gone
so now all I can do
is infer
By Sarah ©2023

