As Sad As Love

And,

Dear,

Why don’t I get to be in love?

Why do you get too, while I am stuck with a cold bed

with no one around to talk about what is in this head?

Oh?

It is my ego?

Well . . . Damn.

What do I have to do

To become like you?

I see . . .

But just

Barely.

A death

Of a dream

Would ring

Through my ears

For years . . .

But you say that a death is key

If I want to continue to believe

In something as sad as

Love?

Let go of the ego

And fill the self up

With someone else, you say?

Alright, I’ll try,

Or,

I won’t, I guess.

We’ll see if it is really up to me.

CH 11/6/23