Friday, 24 March 2017

They Come, I Go

A poem from 1991



They come
they see
they conquer me

They talk
at times they show interest

The male world comes
and wins
sweeps me away

They come
they see
they conquer me

How am I to find a friend?
Or am I not to bother?

I realise
the lesson

The ray of hope
crushed in the teeth of reality

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