Remember, I Knew You Then Poem by Robin Bennett

I now wonder was it a facade,
or a heartless games of trickery?
Thousands of miles away, you
gave the poetic world nothing
but recycled poetry. Hiding behind
your British accent, you felt safe and
in command.

Each willing heart you preyed upon
received the same story. Seems I wasn't
quite blindsided as the next. I figured you
out in world record time. I knew to much,
so you got rid of me to save your routine.

You are sinking and you know it. People are
jumping ship by the day. Soon it will only be you
and your internet girl friend. Your members have
long since tired of the e-harmony twist. It's a poetry
forum, not the invasion of the Hallmark cards
showdown competition. From what I've heard I don't
think you stand a chance in that either.

Once you cared about poetry. Maybe it was just
another round of old pieces dug up from long ago
and presented to you latest lonely and down on
herself victim. Easy pickings if I do say so myself.