Depart my Love. Depart my Heart.
I watched you burn
Until left, were only glowing embers.
And the embers ebbed—but who remembers.
Who—who—takes up your urn?
Is it the empty vase of unconcern?
Do I pretend to be one of humanity’s members?
Burn… burn all who claim to be dying embers!
I gazed at you in…