Clean Slate

I don't mind being alone-
without a woman in my life.

The right one
comes
when she's ready,
and
leaves when she's done.

The wrong ones
are always in the
process of leaving-
I just, can never tell.

She came and left without doing very much
and that's okay.

I wrote her name on my slate,
and
now I have wiped the slate clean.

I don't mind staring at
 a blank slate,
 as I think of all names, places and things  I can write on it-
but for now,
my mind goes blank as well.



11'