I can see what’s to come.
You’ve got wandering eyes
and I can tell you’re readying yourself
for further adventures
in different lands.
Soon you’ll escape this town.
Soon you’ll leave me
but please
not too soon.
Do not take the holidays away
with your absence.
Stay with me
until the First.

We can make a fresh start
in the New Year
with promises and resolutions
and whatever moves and changes
are coming our way.
After Orthodox Christmas
we can schedule our breakup
unless you can wait for MLK’s day
or President’s Week.

You know
considering it
I don’t think I can live
through Black History Month
without you
or Easter
for that matter.

In retrospect
can we maybe
table this conversation
until Columbus Day?
Cool. Talk then.