With all I need, 

I’m walking away; far away. 

Packed in my gym bag, a cellphone,

some food and water with clothes 

thereto. Possibly to last me a while.

 

I hope not to get back, to this town.

But I do hope my friends finds this.

And, if you do, my Skype will be

“The Feline Charlie”

 

Maybe. One day, 

I’ll hear. You say,

“Hello”