Still Outside At Recess Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Walk away!
Don't say a word,
About how you suffer.

You walked out on me.
I am not the one to blame.
I did not create,
Your pain.

If that's what you've come to claim.

You dissed me!
Selfishly and without thought.
I had your back and...
So did 'you' it seems,
As well.

You were always freely in my dreams.
Coming to go as you pleased.
Where as I had to pay rent,
In yours.

And most times I found myself evicted,
At my own emotional expense.
To which I can say,
No longer provides you access!

Get away from me!
Walk!
Don't say a word.
You have not a clue!
I am not looking to you to occupy,
A vacancy!

And you come to me,
Making demands...
For 'my' forgiveness?

One of us has learned lessons.
And one of us is still outside at recess!
Guess which one is neither sharing,
Or renting out space?
And...
Caring less about the preferences,
Of references.

There is no sign here that suggests,
Child's play is allowed.
Step!
To the left.
On the curb.
And down the street.
To disappear.
From here!