Not Quite Fully Informed
"I know why you're here." I suspectedShe would. In our brief time together,
She made very clear that she knew
Almost everything. I was a dunce,
Who should not speak. She spoke
For us, hours on end. "What you
Want is impossible. You'd like me
Back, but you're wasting your time.
You shouldn't have come. I am fine
On my own. I have brilliant new
Friends. Learn to live with your loss.
Go back to your home." "But my dear,
I've no wish to rekindle our love. I am
Here to go out with your sister. That's
All. Are you saying that you didn't know?"
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
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Written on 2012-04-18 at 00:04
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