(c) 2016
When we
met we reached for love
but found instead a folie á deux.
I said, “Love is painful” so you hurt me.
I said, “Daddy never saw the real me.”
You tore up the poems I’d given you
without reading them. You said,
“You’re fat.” I ate more ice cream.
You said, “Mothers are cruel.”
I hit your knees with an iron pipe.
You said, “Life is lonely.” I left.
I found it all much too gratifying
and when I ran into you years later
you said you missed it too.
but found instead a folie á deux.
I said, “Love is painful” so you hurt me.
I said, “Daddy never saw the real me.”
You tore up the poems I’d given you
without reading them. You said,
“You’re fat.” I ate more ice cream.
You said, “Mothers are cruel.”
I hit your knees with an iron pipe.
You said, “Life is lonely.” I left.
I found it all much too gratifying
and when I ran into you years later
you said you missed it too.
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