Manic In Love In The Men's Department - Poem by Chuck Audette
I'll stand in style above the aisle
while she shops and smiles that smile
Never seeing just how clever
ever frozen I am tethered
My lonely wish to catch her eye
Try, but only I can't, why?
This rigid pose of mine can't miss -
Bliss would be divine - her kiss
Stand here looking at my hand
and see at last that I've been scanned
She's walking toward me, baby please!
These stylin clothes are just my tease!
Oh no! she goes, sowing woe
(though I'm a pro so it won't show)
Why? Every time - to the underwear guy! ?
I think... I'd like to cry….
Him! thrilling, once again!
When will - I - ever win?
In love's 'never' bargain bin
ends this lonely mannequin...
(I tried a weird rhyme scheme - having the first word rhyme with the last in each line and in couplets, and internal rhyme, all of which was really, really hard. Sorry if it's clunky! Oh, well, maybe I'll try a free verse version. - chuck)
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