I Was On My Way To The Bahamas Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

How dare you say you have a love for me...
With respect and much interest in my well being?
And I should know this as it has been expressed,
By you over the years.

I think twice you've been inside my home.
Each time you pronounce my name,
It is incorrect.
And when I tell you that...
You change the subject.

And any and every conversation we've ever had,
Has been about you.
Or someone you just met with a name dropping done.
And when you are through doing that,
You leave.

'That's what I say to people about you.
You always got something sarcastic and nasty to say.
I didn't have to come over here, you know?
I was on my way to the Bahamas...
For YOUR information.'

Don't let me stop you.
I'll be shortly paying a visit to the bathroom.