i haven’t the patience

things have changed
in fundamental ways
the rules have been broken
smelted into elementals
and rewritten

my grandmother has died
i’ve met someone
and i’m letting go
in so many ways

she said to me
you have to let go of all those girls
and she’s right
in so many more ways
than she can possibly know

i find the thought
of letting you fall away
almost comforting
with the thought that
when your pictures
have fallen into the leaves
i won’t be walking away
alone