Force of Nature
He’s met his match
a friend says
when I say
I’m not responding.
It’s been six months
and I haven’t seen him
despite tenacious texts and
flirtatious photos.
We’re talking serious
restraint on my part.
Let’s start with his texts:
You need a massage and to relax
and I’d like to
(and then cryptic detail
about how he’d…)
This is not helping
my resolve
he’s aware is eroding.
It helps to repeat to self,
he’s hollow as the night
whether in his bed
or mine.
Why don’t you tell him
not to contact you?
a friend asks.
I might want to row on his river
I say (no subtext intended)
I mean the river he’s made his domain.
He wants to see you,
you want to see him –
what’s the problem?
I save his texts, and then
wipe them all out…
…except two
that undo me.