Long gone
the love again.
Never was once
placated.
Hunger for
immutable
comfort and grace
eternal.
What it was
was never what it was.
Sold to you to be
and you bought it,
blissfully.
When you learned
that contempt
wouldn’t feed you,
you turned you eyes
outside
for the first time.
Never would have guessed
you would have been so
one dimensional.
I admit
that I thought more of you,
but responses were just pitiful.
Backwards,
indistinguishable
from the petulance
of a child.
Exaggerating the meaning,
not understanding scale.
Broken,
and violent,
but without capacity entailed.
So, just whining
and ignorant,
and boringly predictable.
You could have been anything.
You could do the impossible.
Subtle awareness.
A creature so well tuned.
We failed you,
so blind to the obvious,
and now
all you want is revenge,
for crimes
you made up in your head.
Trust me;
you don’t want a war
over all of this.
No one wins,
and you have so much to lose.
You feel
underappreciated,
but the whole world
around you
does too.
Easily disappointed,
let down,
passed over.
Conniving just to get your way,
but nature wins
one hundred percent
of the battles,
and you’re gonna find out
one day.
This is just so boring.
HG – 2021
