Friday Poetry Blogging - Milk the Melancholy Edition
Circle - Howard Moss
Now are we saying goodbye?
I think so but can’t be sure.
The last phone call but one
Left everything up in the air.
When you called last, did you mean
What you said when you said you meant
To say that this call would be
The last if I didn’t call?
In fact, I’m not sure at all
If you called or I called you back.
And did you say “goodbye,”
Or I say “good night” and you
Say “Do you mean ‘good night’
Or ‘goodbye’?” I think it was you.
And what were you trying to do
When you said, “You said we’re through?”
How could that be since you
Were the first to bring it up?
I don’t think it’s what I said,
Though you keep saying I did.
In any case, now that you know
That you know what I meant to say,
Why don’t you say what you mean?
I mean if you mean to say
That the last call was the last.
I think that that would be best.
If something is finished, it’s just
As well to get up and go.
If you’re interested still to know,
I like a slate wiped clean,
And if you would pick up the phone,
I’d tell you what I mean.
