Walking Amid the Ruins

Watch your step don't trip over Your fallen expectations Walking this course with one foot out the door the other firmly planted entrenched in fact in a masochistic inability to cry uncle Drawn and quartered by this Particular style of romantic comedy of errors Let us pretend you mean what You say or just Put it all off for another day Playing nice so late in the game Only serves to confuse I am immobilized not by your charade instead By this belching,bellowing all consuming fear How could any place anywhere come Close to this exquisite unintentional misery Unintentional as to my role,yours a well orchestrated horror show in which You stand in the wings clapping wildly Calling out to my now deaf ear Encore! Encore !