Elephant in the room

Taking afternoon tea, together

as usual, while shadows lengthen,

there’s an elephant in the room


We don’t say much, stir sugar,

crunch biscuits, comment on weather,

some things are too bulky to say


With grey shadow on my heart, I argue

an obsolete rule, laugh a failed excuse,

you’re excited, I bite my tongue


In years leading up to this dusk, I’ve pain-

stakingly taught you how not to need me,

now I must learn not to need you


Sigh silently as you rise to go, taking

 comfort in cold remains of tea,

the confident step of your departure



Dhaka 2013

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