Super Dumb, Woe Is Me, Love Thing (but I’ll post anyway because not every poem is good)

40 years

Never have I fallen

Where is she who understands


All I’ve ever seen

Seeks first desire

Building attractions as the liar


Who is old fashioned enough to know

Love is made joined in soul

So yes, I’m not now what is want

Because that piece of me, is what you got


Is their such a thing

Called committed

Or, for wanting it, have I forfeited

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