You brought a half slip to my paper
wasp nest. You brought a divorce
complicated by my former assistant
to my garden path back to the body. You
brought such giddy anxiety to my waiting
at the train station. You brought a cycle
of criticism to my Academy of St. Martin
in the wallpaper. You brought a chill
to my unplugged Saturday nights,
another of the boys you were going through
while my horseman farmer raced
across ruined mosaic all the while
you demanded I be happy.
Poem copyright 2014 by Jnana Hodson
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