Number 6

If we are Nature's detour
to get to five great names,
you are number six,
just neglected by these days.

With all the confusion around
hate, schedules, and possibilities,
under solar-system simulations,
your hesitations elegy.

These are the last days
we'll spend in this room,
another temporary shell
to help me protect you.

On any ordinary night,
a sip would last a song,
but tonight you're up,
on your way out the door;
in half as long.