Foregone Conclusions

God, I’m good at them

ending, I mean

unconsceiously bracing for them

from the first moment


I tap my foot

anticipating them

convincing myself

if it’s this good

it will never last

or if it’s this bad

it shouln’t anyway


I follow by rote

defined patterns of behavior

never  using the future tense

omitting words from my vocabulary

so I wont’ regret them later

us and we

neatly replace with I and he


My goodbyes

are honed to perfection

ever the stoic

I cry only after the has rounded

the corner

if ever


It seems

I have come to prefer

the colder colors

and subtle surrender

of a sunset

to the harsh and all to expectant sunrise.

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