See You at the Fairgrounds

J is gone, and that is why you won't
Hear any more of her, and Ariel,
Of course, is gone. Her mother said
She's gotten married. Meagan? What
Became of her? Who knows? I think
She also married, and I think that,
Henceforth, as a broken man of 68,
That I'll abandon any hope of getting
Close to ingenues. I will, instead,
If funds permit, obtain some sort
Of fancy car, and I will pet and pamper
It, and do my best to live as if the ones
I once loved do not matter. Hollow now,
And redirected, I will take my seat at
Car shows, among other aged eunuchs,
And attempt to find fulfillment via
Wax and leather spray. Stray ingenues
May wander by, but I've sworn off of them.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2021-10-07 at 11:23

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