I worked out why I did not love you
Because you loved so many other people
They were not the other people then
When I was a somebody.

I had so many things and places to be
So much status and hanging on of things
The mentioning of the opportunity
Living life in the fast lane in the city
Making marriage work when the wedding band was n/a.

I was never n/a.
I was somebody who defended myself
And now they can hear my health and learn of the threats against them
The wellness reminders and the options for potions instead of recommended meds
The giving of head by NHS staff leaning on their prey
Something they have to say about their somebody
As I move on through the time tunnels of thought and test the introduction
Thought and the merry Mary salvaging something like a space ship that we can share
So I can sell you as self-aware.

Maybe one day I will recall the 1980s romances and the action stars
They loved their women rather than me too
And turned to the blue review
Over and out
Through and through
While other mental staff looked through you
& we had so much to come between us
when my father was not even a footnote on the page of history
for the people who would hate me as deep
when depression was more the weather front

That was all the shares I needed from the Great man
And then he can plan and plan
Transference mistresses next to the negro
On the go with his token Councillor
Laughing at excitement
Driving cars I never meant to hide the war with.

On with the show for what is down below
In a world trodden by masters that walked by thine side all the while
I troubled my bald head with varying fashions and styles
They will adapt to as I grow old
Lest the emissions in the room between us grow too cold.