Lawrence S. Pertillar (February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)

I'm at a loss.
Because my feelings for you,
Have been tossed.
But at who's cost?

I'm at a loss.
I should feel crossed,
And upset...
But I'm more in awe,
You could leave me without cause.

There was no argument,
Before you put me down.
There was no hint or clue,
Before you kicked me to the ground.

Like a clown that you had made into your private joker.
Leaving me to feel I drove but you removed the motor.
Before I thought you were so sweet but now I smell your odor.
You bit me with a venom to poison me like a boa.

I'm at a loss.
Because my feelings for you,
Have been tossed.
But at who's cost?

I'm at a loss.
I should feel crossed,
And upset...
But I'm more in awe,
You could leave me without cause.

Like a clown that you had made into your private joker.
Leaving me to feel I drove but you removed the motor.
Before I thought you were so sweet but now I smell your odor.
You bit me with a venom to poison me like a boa.

You bowled me over just to bite me like a boa.
Leaving me to feel I drove but you removed the motor.
Like a clown that you had made into your private joker.
Before I thought you were so sweet but now I smell your odor.

You bowled me over just to bite me like a boa.
You bowled me over just to bite me like a boa.
I thought you were so sweet but now I smell your odor.