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Poem IIV
Poem IIV
Poem IIV


It's not like I've never had good wine

Or walked along the lakes in central Copenhagen at night

With a beautiful person somewhat by my side

To somewhat talk to about said wine,

Politics or high brow philosophy in

The DC Comics

Franchise.

I've never been kicked out of my apartment

Or found myself asking for small change

Or prayers from passers-by

I'm what they call an independent woman

We don't come in pairs

You see

Independent is another word for

Incompatible

Independent just has a better ring to it.


Loneliness is not my weakness

Unless we count the times

I couldn't breath at birthday parties

At bar mitzvahs and that one time

In a gender neutral sauna

When I was asked to cover up my tits.

Loneliness is not my main problem

My main problem is never being truly

In solitude

As if myself had a busy schedule and I'm

Standing in line waiting for my turn to

Have a piece of myself.

It's not as much a privilege to be alone

To me

As it is charity and mercy.


I often forget names for things and people

I don't mean anything by it.

I'm sure.

It's just my brain who hates you.

Don't take it personal.

It's an independent brain.

With career goals and a cut throat attitude.

I don't like it either and

What I'm trying to say is

Thank you for inviting me

Thank you for dinner

For kind words and for a friendly reminder

That my biological clock is ticking

I shouldn't have come

And you should've seen the warning signs