The Business Of Love

The Business Of Love long poem

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I was your fool
motley of a business suit
tie and mirror shined shoes
drinking clear liquor from a flask
just to get through a day
without seeing you

I lived out of my closet
all my things you’d touched
touching me
shirt cuff caresses
smell of your perfume on a dirty collar
wrestling around
choked by boneless limbs
trembling on the slitted light
on a narrow strip of carpet

you couldn’t make me feel any worse
my ears shuddered
the bug of my brain
clawing to escape
even it was sick of the lies
a whole universe I invented
to justify our touching
an explanation of our love
doomed to kill us
or die

what happens when you realize
as a child
you won’t grow up to be a cowboy
a ballerina won’t ever have
the steady hand of a surgeon
compromises stacking up in your soul
driving you to accountancy
masochism of paperwork
staring out at a sunny day
you shrug into your coat
against the chill of air conditioning
or so you think

I am a worm
escaped from the most delicous apple
ate myself sick
ate myself free
addicted but no longer delirious
over what we had
ready to take on reality
yet also ready
to take another dose of you
explore our sickness again

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a poet from Seattle Washington USA. His poetry has appeared in print in publications such as Bellowing Ark, Point Nopoint, and most recently in Contraposition magazine. When not writing poetry he is a Human Resources professional, a repentant glutton, and a novelist specializing in the weird-fiction genre.
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