How will you travel, on foot or by train?
What if it’s cold, if it threatens to rain?
When are we likely to see you again?
Do you know when you’re going to be back?
I think that the tram and the bus would be good.
I’ll pack an umbrella and coat with a hood.
I’d give you a date if I thought that I could
but it might be a year down the track.
Won’t you be lonely with nowhere to stay?
When are you leaving, what time of the day?
Why are you planning on moving away?
Is everything really that bad?
I’m taking my toys. I’ll have plenty to do.
I’m banking on leaving the house around two.
And now that you ask, I’m escaping from you!
Your questions are driving me mad!
- Submitted in response to Poetry Prompt #18