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Plain Jane
by Joe Cramershe was a plain Jane,
so simple and unassuming.
I fell in love with her, all the same
until she went crazy, looming
over me with such innuendo.
I didn't know where to go,
I had let my love flow
especially down below.
I tried, I really did,
and she turned mean.
I truly didn't know what to do,
or how to do it.
I give far too much of myself
in any relationship.
I have no "off" button,
no "pause" and definitely
no "delete" key to press.
Plain Jane had what I really wanted
and she attempted to destroy me in the process,
in the process of discovering the nature of true love
so I left, departed, ran away if you will.
It's so funny, I felt much better
after that, and yet, did not learn
calling her again a year or so later.
What the hell was I thinking?
Fortunately, she turned me down, lucky me. 01/09/2013 Author's Note: .... there was more, but this was enough....
Posted on 01/09/2013
Copyright © 2025 Joe Cramer
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by A. Paige White on 01/09/13 at 02:15 PM I like this. Having gone more than a little crazy myself recently from dealing with issues that were determined to surface- I'd repressed them for decades- I can relate. You truly may be better off if your view of her is just "plain jane" and not as a jewel to be polished and cherished. All women want to be cherished and worth any amount of effort... even when we feel worthless, lol. |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 01/09/13 at 09:02 PM I can strongly relate to some parts of this Joe. Very well written and expressed. Funny, how destiny has a way of letting us experience certain things, then denying us further pain from the same stimuli. |
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