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I must be an utter glutton for punishment

perhaps my logic is already fully spent

the funny thing is to what I was feeling

you never had any clue, hindsight nor hint

that is why so mentally out of shape

I am  completely bent

to you I am no emotional threat

but now out of my life how quickly you will get

on this I would be willing to make a substantial bet

you did not expect me to be so in control and direct

but you forget it was your own selfish self who felt

I was very nearly perfect

I have recovered so quickly that my happiness

remains in a heap at your clay feet

you will never know this because I will continue to  

play your little game and you I will indubitably

defeat

right now my heart feels as if its about to split

surprisingly enough my mind is still very active

and quite unbelievably fit

emotionally though my own throat I just slit

we all have that one special person we carry around in the back of our mind

I'm no different I carry a man named Darin around

in mine

I've written several poems about him some he has read

some were nothing more than the outset of his taking

me to bed

his last name I will keep to self to add in some

mystery

the past has passed

it doesn't really matter now

its all ancient history

my love for him lays like a hot aching stone so

heavily upon my tender left breast

but to take an emotional beating like that ever again

surely you must jest

to close this chapter titled Romance

I believe for me it would be for the best

my heart I wil now keep under the tightest house

arrest

to this I will honestly attest............

(written Feb 13,1991)