Lois?

“Superman,” she called him once, but she's flown.
He's the one in the chair, feeling helpless and weak.
He might find her if he possessed X-ray eyes,
But, then, what would he do? Even comic book
Heroes aren't able to make someone fall in love.
They aren't able to unlove, to alter their destinies.
Poisonous woman, whose heart is of kryptonite;
He stirs his coffee, wishing that he'd never seen
Her, wondering whether he'll rust, as the man
Made of steel starts to cry.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2010-05-05 at 20:14

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