a stack of opprobrium

you ignore, yet eyes follow me

across the vacant room

how your height chides and

your lovers lobby for you

impatient patience taunts me with

promise of winged thought and

safe adventure taught through

narrative shot with truth

your bindings fast and loose but

handled before with caress and then

rough laid away and thought

understood. laughing you scorn

you have not forgotten my

promises made in the sunlight

“when there’s time” I lied

and left you waiting. unread

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