What A Bloody Nerve! Poem by Professor Dr. Stanley Collymore

I’m completely at a loss just what to say
when you can so easily walk away
from me without a moment’s
hesitancy or the courtesy of
a simple explanation for
what you’ve done,
then expect to
casually walk back into
my life as though nothing had happened; and all
because your lover has predictably chucked you
out for another that’s younger and more attractive
than you are, causing you to hurt like hell and
consequently see me as the safe sucker, you
obviously think, to take you back again
and have you look upon my home as
a convenient place to kip down in.

© Stanley V. Collymore
17 July 2001.