Diana

~~~

~~~

Realization looms

in her eye

she didn’t wanna

die

but with everything done

and everything said

here she is

dead

&

stuck

oh

fuck

in a ghost town called

Love

~

Who

is to blame?

he’s crossing the street

what’s his name

oh yes

years ago

on memory lane

a favorite ‘bo

now he’s at the door

his steps are slow

he’s in the room

his eyes aglow

in another time & place

she wham-banged his tongue

& yesterday

the fool got her hung

in a strange place called

Love

~

He sits down

they’re eye to eye

he says

“hi”

she says

“why”

he says

“I guess it was mean’t to be”

her eyes

look around regretfully

in this twilight zone called

Love

~

(Copyright Clyde Collins 2012)

~~~

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