This Is Not A Tale Of Love Poem by RIC BASTASA

time marks me
i am
11: 40
nearing midnight
and i am no
prince and she
is not Cinderella
i have no palace
no father as king
and she has
no fairy godmother
this is not
a tale of love
this is
a madness in
time
when sleeping
seems to
be a burden
because
you are simply
not enough
for yourself
there is more
to words
more to poetry
but look at you
madman
with blue eyes
the blue of
a fistfight
the fight of
meaning
the clash of time
and humanity
where death
is uninvited
where life is
a must
but what for?
what for?

no answer.

even my wife
is angry
impatient
restless
for i am nowhere
to be
loved.