Don't Come Here Anymore!A Poem by David Lewis PagetYou caught at my understanding, You shocked me right to the core, I’ve not had a harder landing, than: ‘Don’t come here anymore!’ I thought that you must be joking, But couldn’t detect a smile, My heart had missed when you said that this Was coming on for a while.
I shook my head in confusion, How could I have missed the signs? You working, close in collusion With your mentor, Matthew Grimes. He promised you’d have a starring role In a film he was going to make, I said right then to be wary, when He was probably just a fake.
He’d said he was a Producer, I treated all that with scorn, The only score that he’d had before Was something to do with porn. You shrugged, and said that you trusted him, That he was your first big break, And then, ‘So what,’ for he said you’d got, Everything that it takes.
‘Everything that it takes,’ he said, We know what he meant by that, He wanted you topless, on the screen With a cane and a tall top hat. I didn’t think you would go for it But I see, how wrong could I be? You’ve let the seed of ambition rule, Confused it with artistry.
I toss and turn in my fretful sleep And sweat in my bed at night, For every dream is of you, it seems And it puts my sleep to flight. I can’t tell whether it’s real or dream When I knock at your old front door, And you keep repeating the same old theme, ‘Don’t come here anymore!’
David Lewis Paget © 2014 David Lewis PagetFeatured Review
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