The way I experienced you
If that is the aptest word,if not it will do.
It felt as if you pushed me violently
through the window
Then blamed me for the broken glass.
Which cut your toe,alas
Those open sandals are dangerous BTW
Today and yesterday
You didn’t look out at me bleeding on the ground
Nor looked round
Well.why would you?
Who?
The action is inconsistent with looking at the harm you caused
When you should have paused
Because you had done nothing at all
You were off the wall
In your own mind
Blind
And it was cruel of me to mention it
Draw attention to it
That was why I have this scar on my face…
No more embraced
Why are women fooled by holy men?
Again and again.
Well,it’s still the best disguise
To surprise
The unwily, the naive, the dumb.
And the numb.
Even God might be evil in some way
Some days.
Though he’s not a man.
Nor a courtesan
Just a fierce light in the mind
Burning yet kind
Designed
To be free.
How my heart sings 