cold bright narcissus

& the words

that do not pass

been a long time

since I’ve been out here

on my own

& looking back

as you often do

to remind me of things past

the little things of kids

errors, funnies, slips n falls

& I struggle with recall

to remember any care

in your eyes then or now

though you

always wanted my love first

demand respect as fact

the words I love you

are not words that pass

& ever have

from your lips to my ears

& I think of this

in your silences

that stretch over the years

this one way street of affection

has run out of gas

I can’t see me ever asking

nor you giving that up to me

there’s a loser here

& it sure ain’t me


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