I would have talked to you,
had I known my ass from my elbow
or how to form the phrases
that would turn your heart warm
or what to say that mightn’t make you go away.

But go away you did
just as if I had tried
and failed.
You left me
without knowing that was what you did
or who I was.
You had no clue
who you were in my story
just as I have no view
as to who I could have been for you
had I some strategy to make you not flee
or words to heat your soul
or had I known elbow from ass.