You Left

and apparently in a hurry
since you didn’t finish your meal
or even swallow your pills.

Where was my reminder?
A notification that you would not
be coming upstairs for dinner.

Why did you leave the house?
Your breath exhausted by the exit;
a brisk walk in the park taken alone.

This long nap is a secret victory
that didn’t surprise anyone here,
we just lovingly wanted 92 more.

It’s dusk, so good-bye…I guess.
I’ll think of you whenever I hear
an old tango spin on a needle.

By Amaury Genao

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