Wherein do I exist?
This life – with the longevity of mist
Tricks and trumps – a game of whist
Some crucial memo I have missed
Is my name, scratched from the ‘good’ list?
My story was fine, until it took a twist
Once upon a time, I was so gently kissed
I was accepted, until I was dismissed
None opting or willing to keep a tryst
On my heart, grew a malignant cyst
In retort, my heart curls my hand into a fist
Is there any mercy? I need an assist
Do you see where this is going? Do you get the gist?
I have a perfect record, receiving the cease and desist
Demand to supply is irrelevant in love; it doesn’t take an economist
It holds no value, to be a wanting altruist
Pain induction – how every pursuit is compelled to resist
No home to make; forced to be a full-time tourist
Inside this gray permeating fog, I do regularly consist
But whether by choice or inherent flaw, perhaps to be my grist
Every new morning, on love’s mission I will enlist
And on love’s mission, I will never not persist
Boar and Bull, Loveland CO ¦¦ July 27, 2018
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