Leaving the building

you
take me to the zoo,
please
climb a rock with me,
or maybe
give me a sip of your cognac.

let me
tape you dancing,
disturb me while i finally study.
teach me
to eat some mustard
and let's laugh
at the women who don't get our joke.

find
that one videotape we watched over and over,
hand me a toothbrush -
your customary parting gift.
talk of
kings and gods,
girlfriends and friends,
enemies and money.
Strength.

see,
when i saw you all i thought was you really don't look good like this. abandonment thrashed plenty into my absent mind and it melted into a furnace of confusion that isn't going anywhere. well, i guess it's right then when you say, life dies, but dreams, only sometimes.