Lament

Ah, woman
why do you prey on me
I am but a simple man
trusting, given to care
for those about me

Ah, woman
why do you haunt me
wake me up at night
turn my waking hours to dusk

You creep round the corners
of my mind, fill each idle moment
color each pleasure with loss

I measure time as unshared regret
spilling slowly from the sun.
RD Savage
09/22/93
© 1993
Published in Green's Magazine - 05/94

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