Anti-Love Poem #1
When you've loved someone,
As much as you're capable of,
Just let them go. Even better,
Don't write about them- ever.
If you must, let it be once only
And let that be as their epitaph.
Let the seasons and the wind
Sweep away the painful memories
Don't try to re-start fire from a faded puff of smoke.
And give yourself some time to recover.
If you must write thousands of lines
About what went wrong, or why,
For gods sake burn it- burn it quickly
Don't leave it lying around for others eyes to see
And for the dance line to start forming behind you:...
I have done every bad thing you could imagine; and others you could not have thought of. I have done bad and worse, many times over, not really aware of having made a choice at all.
Yes I have done a lot of bad things, but it only pains me rarely; much later than it ought to, and occasionally it keeps me from sleep, or awakens me too early, but it's not enough. Never enough to make me stop. You would think I would sense something about my life is not right. You would be wrong. I am more likel