Rejection

Angry

The answer's very simple. Just get angry.

But how do you get angry at the sick?
If you reject his sister, he'll get mad.

You did it. And he did. For many years.

Resentment lingered long beyond your youth,

And meeting him again was very scary.

This time it seemed impossible, not hard.

Then the door was open

And you tumbled through.

And you didn't trip. The funny thing,

Is who loved whom? And why were you rejected?

This was always how it had to be.

Pride be damned! You're free. That's all that matters.

If he reads this, he will know you're free.

And love it. He'll be sick. Or maybe not.

You're sick. You're sad. You're angry.

And it's over.

As they say, “You don't belong together.”

10-22-13

 

Irene

A liar, a dike and a thief, old bean!

This is a song of the bitch, Irene.

Her heart is dead and her spine is steel.

Run if she asks you to make a deal.

Rattlers are slimy and semen is runny.

And oh! Is she sweet when she finds you have money!

She busted his mind and his bank account too,

And without compassion she'll do it to you.

11-19-13

 

Grammar

A Yankee! And my grammar's very bad.

The Brits speak English.

Well, one time they did.

Most of them now talk American.

And editors of little magazines

Wouldn't recognize a clever rhyme

If they saw it. And they never do.

10-22-13

 

Intentions

For almost 16 years I tried

To make up for your past,

Your miserable and misbegotten past.

I failed completely. Maybe someone else

With your heart at heart could make it happen.

I tried to make you happy. And I did.

I hear the pompous educated shrinks,

Shouting in a wrath

Of ecstasy and knowledge,

“No one can make anybody happy!”

But twice I can remember

And deeply with a glow,

I made you glad.

The boom-box and the skillet.

10-22-13

 

Rejection

To reject somebody is to kill him.

I woke up free. At last you went away.

And surfacing from somewhere in my mind,

I believed to turn you out would kill you.

Is this what I believe? It's like a cloud,

A fantasy forever changing shapes.

You made it easy. And the day is gone.

It's all illusion. And the world is sane.

The world was never sane. It's all illusion.

10-22-13