My Slow
Going Away
Gryphon Beyerle
It is reasonable that the villain acts out of fear
Reasonable but not forgivable
Same that you look tired without trying and
everyone tells you so
Good of you to support the coffee place
and to move just five minutes from home
but a coffee is five dollars ten and fifteen then twenty
and the someone walking behind you three blocks in a row
doesn’t want your money
The old family dog stands sideways and slips
You think because he was rowdy in pup years
but your pup years were still and look how you ache
now you crumbling statue, you wet molded fruit
To lay in a bowl turning brown and gray
while the guilty women resist to discard you
make use of you someday in a salad or soup
Except next Wednesday they slice right through and
find your center – the rot core of you –
slime and uck, go put that outside,
we waited too long what a shame what a waste!
Into the compost on top of the snow
while the women go washing your seeds down the drain
The hot steamy water fogging a window
obscuring forever just a day or two late
Gryphon Beyerle lives in a suburb of Cleveland, Ohio. She holds a BA in Creative Writing from Ohio University.