Some Worried Short Poems by Poetry's Bitch

               

Sometimes I feel
poetry doesn't feel
the same way about me.

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I catch poetry stealing
glances at other lives...
I find these disturbing magazines...

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I stand before the mirror
& turn all ways, hoping
I retain some allure for poetry

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I gave up many things
for poetry. But reminding poetry
only breeds further resentment.

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I wonder if poetry
will be there for me,
if I get sick, or lose my way.

   

Sometimes I have to say
something three times before
poetry even hears me.

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Watching The Stepford Wives
with poetry, I feel threatened.
Poetry giggles throughout the movie.

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I have a dream in which
fiction rapes me, and poetry
won't take me back.

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I wake up with tears
in my eyes, and poetry's not there.
He's left early without saying goodbye.

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I catch a short story
in the supermarket making eyes
at me. He's half my age. I wonder.

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You realize one day
you will never own poetry.
Poetry is incapable of commitment.

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You feel like Marguerite Duras
holding a jar of apple sauce.
You spit poetry's cum right

back in his face last night, and laughed.

He ran from the room,
a bull elephant shattering

the fragments of the dream

you called the House of Poetry.