Antipathy

antipathy as the other as the fruit of selfishness

a solitary sequestered wife

the epitome of genteel womanhood

pensive, simple and longing for life

 

conflicted fantasies and fears

dreams of illicit relations, agonizing hesitations

have elicited tears for years

 

alone in her rec. room she loves to dance

swirling to rhythmic electric beats

her aura shows her need for romance

 

alone in her studio she loves to paint

abstract deceptive, perceptive canvases

a complex substitution, a feint

 

alone in bedroom in piles of debris

with drugs she hallucinates her paramour

conquered, her feelings long to be free

 

alone at her desk with pen in hand

composing in the syntax of love

the genre universal throughout this land

 

in walks the man resembling her antipathy

his self concern is paramount

she no longer cares for his sympathy