Answer the phone.
Return to us.
Don't kid yourself,
or stop kidding yourself,
every early stage of connection is
a fragile powder coated gossamer-like
sometimes invisible opportunity-
if you can’t see it,
it’s because you aren’t,
Like, for example,
you head down and
me in the foreground.
Without even trying
you made damage happen,
like UV radiation,
to this visitor at your doorstep,
who was forgotten
as they stand before you.
5 minutes max and any
thin skinned relationship could be cooked.
You know you have effed it up critically
if after an amiable arrival
you notice a faint sadness streak across their face;
a teardrop comet
chased closely by a silent satellite of acceptance
and finally an awkward orbit of compliance
is not the escape velocity
anyone wants to feel.
It may have taken
a million years
for their light
to reach this moment.
without a word
The body knows when to go.
Discomfort: an early warning bell
for any flight response.
Don't blame this shit move on anything that’s gone viral.
We think that the last two years
taught us to accept
in being ghosted, iced, and simmered-
peeps have been doing this to other peeps
Pay attention: interruptions
are more complex than frustrating work stoppages;
especially for colleagues who crave invitation.
The slower they fade from your threshold,
literally a non-space designed between real spaces
to keep one place from being in
or becoming the other place,
the stickier and thicker that relationship might be,
at least to them.
only a sociopath wouldn't want to be a someone
that other someones want to say hello and
And the silent departure is a killer.