Strong enough not to show goodbyes
won’t make the tears for my eyes
just a nod and a smile and a “see you around”
no problem, hold fast, ignore the ground
falling out from beneath where we used to stand
crumbling rock and cascading fine sand
hold fast, be a tree, though my roots are set free,
reaching out, no purchase, don’t shout ‘help me‘
unbowed, unbroken, floating on the air,
confused and astounded that you won’t be there…
but just nod.
say ‘see you around’
a tree pretending to grow without ground.