''Why Do You Fester Like a Wound To Me''
Why do you fester like a wound to me,
Belovéd? Though you are the fairer sex
your restless, stormy, dangerous vortex
of a wild heart is much too good to be.
Your infidelity is all I see:
you said, "You and me, forever," to vex
me with lies and deceptions like reflex,
not at all feeling guilt, shamed or sorry
for me--so comprehending you is lost
on me, as your most basic self lacks sense
or reason! Belovéd, at what great cost
have I loved you without full recompense?
Betrayed and hurt, I spurn your unkind love
and now see you as one not from above.
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