Glad To Depart From My Rampart
I could write you a blank cheque
To fatten the purse you adore
In the morning in a cash prayer you partake
A major part of your adopted folklore
Which despite tons of reticence, silence and patience I dislike
To the extent moribund manners like leprosy turn me off
Spewing and spawning a revulsion spree I can’t strike
In search of the lost love loaf
Your new lifestyle displaces
Shunting aside considerations of etiquette
Donning with unabashed glee your famous mini dresses
Clutching tight to a neon light the ticket
That flies you away, far away
To a destination I wish I didn’t know
Swaggering left and right to sway
Opinions I deem so low they throw
Icy water into my heart
Where empty spaces you distill
With gusto and undiminished zest as you depart
My heart burning ; its peace of mind you steal
To kill vestiges of the love
I once held so high
Far above
Wealth and health considerations as for you I now cry.
Copyright © John Sensele | Year Posted 2018
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