— Lawrence T Hollist
Lying half naked on my bed
Wishing I was a Greek Adonis;
Then I wouldn’t be lying here
With the girl from the steno pool
Taking notes of my heart.
The heart that no longer beats smoothly
The heart that no longer beats as one.
But a heart that sounds like it is pumping slugs.
So here is your first crush.
Here is where your parents
Taught you to love.
Here is where first met your son
Here is your wedding day.
Here is your love for your wife today.
Ah here, here is the problem
You don’t let go of the hurt
You don’t forgive.