Obi Wan

by Anne Walsh.


I want to go like Obi Wan Kenobi

with a smile that says I knew all of this

would happen, I wanted it to.

I wanted to lose you, my light, my sabre.

I wanted the cut of you to deflate me,

make me air and a pile of my old robe.

I want to go like Obi Wan Kenobi tranquil

to a crowd of onlookers

against my perfect enemy, my love,

I wanted to look like fun,

how you killed me and I moved on.

This poem was previously published Anne Walsh’s poetry collection, Intact(Flying Island Books 2017):, and in HUSK 5(Blank Rune Press 2018).



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