Poem: Your grandma’s love poems

Alberta Wilson
1 min readAug 29, 2021

LOVE FIEND

i remember the happy days

i was a square

not yet hipped to the unreal

faraway place

the high

not yet acquainted with

violent peace

counterfeit serenity

it happened

i slowcooked the inevitable

praying one shot

wd not

ally me forever

to this unknown enemy

i shot the lovedope

into my heart

no vein cd be trusted

to receive so bold an injection

like they say

one shot is all u need

whatever u may have been

sinks

to the mere shadow of a thought

u have a habit

love is a habit

a habit to be kept up

it must be kept up

i try to change

i have a habit

i try to change

To wean my heart from

its vicious invader

my body cant control

insatiable longings

for her sole sustainer —

giving myself up

to this happiness impersonator

joy and ecstasy

sur passed by no thing

encompass my mindspirits

imprison my self

in a cell of perfection

once a square

i

merely human

have i the power to go back

to the loveless state i was in

to have nothing to depend on?

i do depend on this love

i am hooked…

March 1974

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