L'Affaire

Can it possibly be She never took me seriously Insouciant to the last The farewell lightning-fast A grenade takes ten counts to unload A stick of dynamite awaits its wick to explode But faster than a hummingbird beats its wings A whirlwind tore through my heartstrings Gone in a trice, the curtains barely fluttered Out the window, nor hint nor reflection On the street, neither indication, nor allusion ~ How to end an affair that escapes its conclusion