Timothy Dekin


Imagine

He loved her, but he used his love like rope:
Half hitch, slipknot, theif, figure eight, or noose.
Meanwhile, she found a lover who made love
Seem simple, trite, old-fashioned as a rose.

Now see him smash the pictures that she left,
Then glue them back together in his mind—
That cell where he is always in control
To solve, resist, inflict, and yet be kind;

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