Love Of A Jealous Kind Poem by Jacob Coleman

I heard a song the other day about
Love of a jealous kind, and it made me
Wish (among other things) for love devout,
For blood redeeming rage on the Red Sea
And bold lines in the Song of Solomon,
Small proof, “Love is strong as death, jealousy
Is cruel as the grave.” Still, the hollow man
Knows (or thinks he knows) just how empty he
Is...without the biblical allusions.
I’ve lived among hollow men, unhappy
Skeptics who suspect love’s an illusion.

I sought ways to cover my unbelief;
Found the easy way is essentially
What none of us want (Try minor relief
For soul damage) . I love my body,
Else I would not carry on merrily
Mirror-view, making faces nobody
Might see, who saw my heart vertically
Torn apart, across a dead horizon.
The swift cityscape, its stars I tally.
I’d dial Home this instant, but Verizon
Doesn’t cover Heaven…Hell? Well, maybe.

What I got is Love (of a jealous kind)
When Love my Love kindness binds, Love I find.