No More Soft Nothings To Say Poem by John Sensele

Your post on Facebook says you've walked away
To build a new nest in my rival's zone
You and I ain't got no more softnothings to say

Considering that I couldn't allow you to deflower my smartphone
An irritating habit you've cultivated of late
Lording it on my preserves as though I'd become your coy clone

I can assure you, buddy, go find yourself another plate
You can toss around to your hearts' content
Osculating, summersaulting, deflating or inflating the slate

On which you can record any emotive event
That tickles and tingles your ego
As for me it's a chance to retire and reinvent

Fresh favours and flavours you've opted to forgo
To pursue a path to bamboo bliss
With in tow a crazy cargo on which I place no embargo

As you gallop on a fractious horse with fantasy fleece
That spins your head and spurs you ahead
In a hope hoop you elect to lease

Falling fast asleep in your bivouac bed
Dreaming I've crawled on my knees begging to return
To a dizzy dream screaming for life in your head

When I assure it's over. Hand over the urn
Where we deposited remnants of the affair
Your impetuous instinct elected to burn

But my pride can't shout it ain't fair
Cos my self esteem won't agree
To grant you time and space to prepare

For a chance to climb the treble tree
You've treated with disrespect when you were mine
Accessing exclusive mining rights for free

Now parameters and properties I redefine
To suit my convenience
Despite the temptation to send you a sentiment sign

To tell you I've deleted from my vocabulary obedience
As I feel time has come to make amends
Replacing a weak heart with a heart of sapience
So long as your hassling heart bends my bliss blends.