The Men We Love [rev.] Poem by Margaret Alice Second

The Men We Love [rev.]

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Luxury to cry about disappointment - all my own fault,
prepared gifts for the Duchess, as she passed I was in
an Arabic incident, converting a picture of a document
into script for checking by Arabic experts - I didn't hear
my cell phone ring, did not look up as WhatsUp msgs
were sent

Finally the Duchess came to the office with her Peter
boiling in the most righteous fury at my carelessness,
disappointed in my poor performance, I handed gifts
to the Duchess, she gave me mine, a fairy in a globe
to shake dispersing perfect glitter; we said adieu, she
ordered me to take the bus to visit them in De Rust

And I realised: while my beloved is the cause of her
refusing to come visit me, Peter, her beloved, also is
cause of my refusing to visit her; she cannot insist on
eschewing my love however boorish he may be then
order me greet her adored barbarian simply because
she doesn't care how badly he behaves - I do care

It's awful to be deemed a pest and awful guest, I'll
not be one again, two visits were enough to prove
her man's as great a stumbling block as mine, so I'll
cry and face my life as it is - nothing will change as
long as we remain true to the men we love…


[ORIGINAL: ]

The luxury to cry about disappointment - all my own
fault, prepared gifts for the Duchess but as she passed
I was in an Arabic incident, converting the picture of a
document into typed script for checking by a group of
outside Arabic experts - I never heard my cell phone
ring, did not look up as WhatsUp messages were sent

Finally the Duchess came to the office - disappointed
in my bad performance, Peter at with her boiling in the
most righteous fury at my carelessness, I handed gifts
to the Duchess, she gave me mine, a fairy in a globe to
be shaken dispersing glitter perfectly, we said good-bye,
she ordered me to take the bus to visit them in De Rust

And I realised: While my beloved is the cause of her
refusing to come visit me; her beloved Peter also is the
cause of my having to refuse to visit her - she cannot
insist on eschewing my love - however boorish he may
be - then order me to face her barbaric beloved simply
because she doesn't care how bad he does - I do care

It's awful to be an unwanted guest - deemed a pest, I'll
not become one again, twice visits were enough to prove
her man is as great a stumbling block as my guy is and
so I'll cry and face my life as it is - nothing will change
as long as we remain true to the men we love…

Tuesday, February 10, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: feelings
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