have you got it yet?

everything was in your head

& all you needed to do

was to stop

& maybe look clear at me

but your madness of feelings

pushed me away

I couldn’t be defending the things

were nothing to do with me

how I remember you best

captures what I want to say best:

coming for dinner at your house

your new fella on tumba congas

drumming me away

& you couldn’t hear my knocking

on your door

fresh flowers for the hostess

wilting as I left shaking my head

all over again

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