"It's about words, and words are all I have…"



When we finally met   between the rutabagas

and the cold cream   she gave me   a big bear hug

But do not be fooled   by this burst of affection


For seething underneath  lay 16yrs. of    rejection

Plus 8yrs. of relations  so intense    they left us

frothing  and spent  at      The Bombay    


How was I to know  that this week’s meeting

would be   so   banal    &   so   fleeting  

there in the aisles   of  a    Metro


*If she just accepted she’s a hick       she’d be great     

said her lover     all those years  ago



Winter  2013

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