You disappeared without a word.

It’s all for the best

Since I’m leaving New York anyway

But don’t I deserve words?

Look,

I’m writing them for strangers right now

Hasn’t someone you held all night

Twice

Earned the right 

To not be treated like a thing?

I will treat every step

As a step towards enlightenment

Or at least towards you,

Unknown Chicagoan

I will fall in love with.

What are you doing

As I’m packing my bag?

Are you petting your cat?

Writing a song about koalas?

Koalas are the sweetest animals

On earth

And they smell like eucalyptus.