Poem: defining explosion 2.0 – 12/11/21

aching for the goodness
you’ll bring to me
announcing the catastrophe if you won’t
need me
the bitterness on my tastebuds
if you’ll admit my presence you do
not need me
fancy self-sabotage
get down on my damned knees.

this is not to say that
I cannot cope
with the rejections presented but a reflection
of past scope
fell apart at the click of a heart
my pace
my face
my stay?
unwarranted,
underdevelopment of emotions underway.

but I am stronger now
what is the point in hanging on
to individuals who take me for granted
boy, I’m raring to go
into the future, into the present
of someone something new
don’t add delirium
I’ll forsake it
because that’s not part of my
plan I wish to do

obsession and preoccupation
with another can definitely remain its
own way,
begone begone
sprightly in your approach, dear
because times have already changed.
(12/11/21)
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