I Am Single Poem by ENO SUTRAMAN

I'm single it means I'm not much of a bank account with me to mingle
Actually I have it blank and none.
I'm of utopia persuasion that we are lovers in serious and fun,
Actually in minority and not popking-size to keep them thrilled
In self inflicting thrall
I'm like no other when you know me well to make me crawl
With you in bed to curse blaspheme and make you cry
Actually I don't produce tears, faints and lies
I am (this far)intentionally unshaven, Yoga man in serenade
In front of your window minstrel parade
Actually before and after you prostrate
I bless myself to terminate this epic story
Actually of love and hate but where's she?
I blessed her to flee to London, love and Tate
While I walk her ghost to teach me manners of cats and fate