turning around

you turn around
and go back, because
you fear that
you've left the iron
on, or the door
unlocked, or the cat
out. maybe the stove
is lit too, or
the window left open,
what if it rained,
and did you put
the phone back in
it's place, did
you leave a light on,
a light off, is
the computer still
humming, and what's
that drip, did
you turn the water
off in case it
freezes over night,
did you leave
the milk out? and
you, i'm turning
around because of you
too, there are things
that i wanted to
say before i got
too far down the
road, too far gone
and away. the other
thing don't matter,
not really.