Crazy Muse
How I long for lost times, unfulfilled;
Time I spent waiting, expecting, hoping;
Long infantile nights of wakeful dreams:
Days spent imagining twosome on a beach;
Days and times, sailing the oceans together;
Days so wired; totally blinded to right mind.
If only I knew things, I know now, then;
That that tinny play chum of raven hair;
Of rosy, gorgeous and red-earth face,
Of lusciously, luxurious masticating lips,
Of shiny, knife-like eye when angered,
Could have been mine, if I had right mind.
If only I could launch me back, reverse time,
I would tell her all the delightful things I ought
Like,
I'm your anointed other half;
Yakkety-yak.
She's wedded:
So needless is this reliving,
Like,
Dreamscape sailing in fog;
Like,
Silliness:
Maybe,
Still, I think though, she ought, rightly be mine.
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