disappointed in love
a poem
like an old lonely man
he had his habits
gestures and words to throw you off balance
with premeditation and malice;
the harsh life showed him the ropes
to sense the time
when he had to hide
and when to reciprocate
for acts performed on him;
it wasn’t easy, the first half of his life
he spent alone watching his mother
when the father was lost on foreign seas
he wanted to follow him
so, in the second part of his life
he travelled wherever he could
gaining experience behind the wheel
good for him;
his greatest interest
was the simple life
smoking, drinking, using
had access to all kinds
except love;
when he appeared in front of me
I felt nothing
my instincts failed, my head in charge
my body has been desensitised
love came after, shame to admit it
it was a surprise even for me
I’ve been learning how to avoid it for so long
being smitten by a boy;
and so it goes, this tale of love
without the object of desire
vanished, departed, gone with the wind
at the time of greatest need
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for M.
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(2022 – 2023)
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