The best place for writing poetry is on the bus,
especially when leaving a loved one, especially
if you know you’ll go back there eventually, -
in a week, in a month, or a year, but you must
know you’ll see her, otherwise, you won’t be able
to write with a clear head, - assurance is key,
and unless you know that she’ll read it, it’ll be
merely a monologue and why waste the paper?
Begin the poem with separation. Start it simply
with your trembling hands, your eyes, and continue
writing, selflessly giving it everything in you
out of selfishness, out of need for her sympathy.