A Sublime Pantomime

It was the least I could do
Not talking to you
It was the least I did
When I said what I said

It’s been at least three weeks
Since I saw me
It’s the least likely place
Where I turn up being

It’s not the last time
That you’ll go missing
It’s just like past times
Of lip less kissing

You’ll turn up on time
But still be late
When disheartening dreams
Are again my fate

I’ll most likely find
No peace of mind
But most of us
Seem to be of that kind

The most I could do
Was be there for you
The most I did
Struggled to escape my head

It’s been at most a minute
Since I last thought
That I’d like most
To forget you not

I’ll turn up late
But still be on time
Who knows what I’m doing
A sublime pantomime