love did me in again

love did me in again

where is the anesthesia

i need something to dull this pain

for love has come through my door

again

she professed to have gifts of sweetness

and in my naivety

and meekness

i believed

she deceived

and now

i am in bereavement

and there is not a scent

of her presence

love,

that bitch

refuses to stitch

my self esteem back together

telling me some dumb shit

like . .

whatever

waving the hand

in my face

i need some help up in here

to understand

i have a medical plan

will it aid my illness

re-establish me

from my will –less – ness

my proclivity for the stupidity

that love brings

to our psyches

MEDICS . . .

i need medical attention

not to mention . . .

Love

she is not a doctor

nor a surgeon

and in my purging

i bleed

yes i bleed

she has ripped open my heart

and i, like a fool welcomed her

and damn . .

love

she ruled me

she schooled me

and cool me

has lost my swerve

the nerve of that . . .

© 1 April 2012 : William S. Peters, Sr.

love did me in again