Today I sat
by a pool.
A vacation from the stresses
of the reality I face.
And a face
it played
in my mind like a record,
skipping
distorted
but more than I wanted.
She is not mine
She will not be
she was mine
and I shall not have
everything
and anything
that I ever needed...
Facebook-
I'm
deleted
and
a boyfriend
shares her picture
I gaze like a voyeur
in a film
that I should not.
but peering
at this hour
for the first time
in months
are tears
and the picture
that i somehow witness.
this is reality:
a pun
of a play
of a game
that I lost.
David DeSantis
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/raleigh-4-50-a-m/
