You Said You Were Tired Of Being With Other People And You Said You Were Tired Of Being Alone Poem by Raj Dronamraju

I don't like women who hold dysfunction close to their heart
As if it was a football clutched tightly
Running down the field evading open armed tacklers

Visitation personality chases the mechanical rabbit
At a dog race where the same patterns are repeated in a circle
The next lap is exactly like the last lap that broke your spirit

The insolvency of your rehearsed estrangement
Withdrawal procedure for an escort modeled on your halfway hospitality
And who brings the mistreatment you both anticipate and envision

When you are alone, it is fodder to share with other women
The braggadocio of one upping each other's pain

When you are with someone, he becomes the center for your ongoing joyless crisis
Each moment of cruelty preserved under glass and framed on the wall