Everytime we say goodbye, (enter consequent event here)

Every time we say goodbye,

i die a little,

don't mistake this,

for a quantum state,

death's no ON or OFF,

but a spectrum,

i die a little,

then die some more,

enchroaching,

not some pisitive-negative,

quantum polar state.

i died a little last time,

but its ok.

plenty left.

everytime we say goodbye,

i cry a little,

or is it that i wonder why,

too little

too little

here opposite, dychotomous.

i cant be uncrying once i started,

i cant be crying when i'm not. this sucks,

damn you for causing this polar shift,

though i died a little,

so maybe it's my lack of objectivity.

everytime i listen to Coltrane,

play 'everytime we say goodbye'

i live a little,

though lost in a sea of reeds,

soprano to tenor in the next one,

you wonder how that disk,

still spins,

it's not groovey.

everytime we say godbye,

i let it ride,

light flashing through the surface,

refracting, converging.

and i wander and wonder,

of gods and scale changes,

and metaposition,

and if this is supposed to be a love song,

you're some anarchist,

but what do i know,

of quantum mechanics,

i cant even do sums.

and you,

eating poorly scited songs for breakfast,

and pathetic cliches for lunch,

maybe we should just say goodbye,

a little.