there really should be punishment,
a shaking finger in the face of
anyone who would take the spectrum
of human affection, stretch it out thin
and poke holes in rows of disrespect.

it's less being alone and being loved
at convenient moments (not even a real
version of love which is an empty concept)
and more the capturing and holding
still the shame of infatuation

with some prehistoric (unattainable?)figure.
nothing about him is something i can't have.
he is just what i shouldn't want and don't need
will never need. will never have.
despising myself just makes it feel better.

11/12/2007

Posted on 11/12/2007
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