I’m going to apologize right now.
I’m Walter, and I’ve been awkward my whole, short, little, literary life.
You might want to exit while I’m mid-sentence.
That way I won’t see you leaving me like I did the rest,
And it will be okay. Really it will be.
I will be enamored by the fact
I actually had the attention of the Loveliest of Readers,
Here with me (Walter!) and won’t notice
The new empty space in front of me
And in me.
It was so nice to know you.
I know, it’s me, not you.
But if you do decide to stay a bit,
I will wait with you,
The whole long time you wait
In life’s hardest moments–
The anxious ones, the lonely ones, the deep, down sad ones–
Because that’s when people really need a Someone,
Even if, I’m sorry to say,
It’s a Walter.
Other books have agenda–
A literal list of things to groan on about
But I can wait, and listen
Because I’m so happy
To really have you here with me.