Last

there will come a time and soon
when it will be the last time you ever see me
either you will end your trips to england
or I'll have finished my waking

I just hope that I had brushed my teeth
and that my cockatoo hair was in order
I hope I wasn't blitheringly drunk
and talking pretentiously at you

I hope the last time I see you
was like when you touched my hand
as you rounded the pool table
and we both knew what it meant

I hope I was at least as playful
as the times when we beached at three am
and undressed for the sea but
like virgins we kept ourselves free

the last time you see me
will be another frantic visit
full of dreamt or missed adorations
accepting and certain that we never

kissed. ever.