Good Night,
goodnight.
Good Bye,
goodbye.

I’ll see you in the morning?
Oh, For Sure.

Great. I’ll…
come greet you then,
I suppose.
Sure. I’ll Be Awake
At The Crack Of Dawn,

wailing.
oh, i will be wailing.
i will be screaming at the sun
to slip its flames over the
horizon
so i can finally shoot for it.

Okay. See you then.

(they climb up the cliff
opposite to where the moon sets.
and they find
a pair of empty shoes
a note
and no goodbye.)

Good Morning,
greets the ravine below the cliff.
Good To See You.
I Told You I Was
Going To Be Here.

Goodmorning,
(they say,
clutching the note
like they would a farewell.)
I’ll meet you down there.

(They dive.)