breath reeking
poison ingested
willfully
armpits foul from
frivolous if non fulfilling folly
thighs firm and
solicitous
tongue lying lilting
lovely listless
I know u now
not like before we met
and I longed to taste such ignorance
unbecoming
surely
became what was deserved
plunging thru offal
less than awful wanton waste
u paid former ignorance
a favor
deigning not to learn my name
whose child I am
just
imposing your ancient
lack on what
you thought
I didn’t have
even then
I guarded
hope in a hopeless haven
faith in a hapless
un real itty
even then
I stayed
my welcome never waning
nor worn
just un welcome
now gone
I no longer see
the trees trembling
in tumult
The forest is in focus.
Alberta Wilson (4/16/15)
