Love Story Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen

Love story
Eva Braun was a Greenland seal lived in an aquarium Herr Hitler Liked animals
his dog loved him truly. Dog lovers are supposed to be kind. Love on first sight.
So perhaps there was a call for a loving word that was denied in his childhood;
by the fireside and on his lap the dog sat and he whispered sweet words into
the dog’s ear a moment when his mind was not contaminated by Jewish blood.
In the country, I lived in there were many islands most of them have
a bridge now and no longer feels like islands. Nevertheless we were standing
by the gangway of a ferry you were going to see your sister, I knew you were
getting away from me. My love for you were total, yours were not, you just left
without telling me why. Distances I beginning to feel but my unhappiness was
an annoyance, you gave me a phone number too, but it didn’t work, gurgling noises
a phone dropped into a fish tank, but I heard repressed laughter
You were married to a sea master golden rings on is uniform and that is ok;
you and the master of the sea never got children. Widow a childless woman
your dishonesty bothers me, Eva Braun’s fish tale was as phony as
your love for me was.