Being separated by years
Being
severed by the axe of distance
You might
think
I have
put you out of my mind
But I
have not
Since the
day when
You left
me on the pavement
Gorging
myself on 2 packets of biscuits
In front
of
A
forgotten-things-quickly-to-get shop
Enlightened
by the evening's calmness
Run by an
Indian mate
I have
been wandering
In
puddles of rainy tears
I have
endured the semesters of hardship
I have
gone through
Hatred...Emptiness
Despair...solitude...
Overeaten
hunger...
The
transformation of my personality
But who
the hell has not?
Who am I
to you now?
I bear a
grudge
Against
the Uni intellectual bunch
Just in
case
You
thought otherwise
I hacked
a human contact off my life
Keeping
in scarce touch
With the
one once loved
I have
met a few men
Without
reciprocating my or their love
Until I
opened the door
Of a
strange cold house
And was
overwhelmed
By the
warmth of a foreign scarf
Looming
round the neck
Ready to
wolf me down for a snack
Embraced
in bed
My nose
could smell the scent
Of a
soon-to-be lost babe
Not
knowing yet
I
lavishly gave out my heart on a plate
Cut out
by surgeon's faith
In our
candid, uncanny bind
Which
soon was to be found
Among the
spires of the king Charles
What a
fanciful fairy-tale
Scattered
by a dog's waggly tail