To Feed My Eyes
To S.

You wanted to erase my memory
From the sights dear to me
Captured on photographs
From our trip
Horrendous Park with squirrels
Cinema with a movie you didn’t care about
Loud snoring in a chair
With people staring in the eyes
Whilst I enjoyed it thoroughly
Without an eye blinking
Then a ship cruise
To the other side
Was it rain or was it my tears
That scared you away?
Or my bad behaviour
Around your disinterest
In my world?
So, the best escape
Was a physical love
Routine for you, for me
Allocation of torment
Of your machine
How stupid I was, insecure
Made of too many impractical frivolities
Causing my pain and suffering
Unfulfilled role
Begging for attention
But it was left without a mention
On the ground
Near a freshly dug grave
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18 October 2021
revised on 18 January 2022
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