My Foolish Self... Poem by RIC BASTASA

ahh this foolish self
i have seen your pattern
loving someone who
cannot love someone
and working so hard
that i be felt in return
and when love returns to
me with love
what happens?
ahh, this foolish self
when love arrives and
offers itself,
there it is, walking away,
putting on wings
to fly that far and leave no
word, and love is so
confused, being ready for love,
love leaves, and says,
i have changed, i never
really loved you and
i had enough of you,
as i vomit
finding the bad taste
of what i have once
desired and professed
to have really
loved.