|Image: Indestructible by Man Ray (Wikipedia)|
Loud the metronome is clicking like some ancient clock now ticking
beating like a lover might upon his long lost true love’s door.
Waiting answer not forthcoming, steadily now hear the drumming,
in his head a soft voice humming…a humming like not heard before--
“Just a neighbor,” he was thinking—the voice that he’d not heard before,
only that and nothing more
So he tarries in the shadow, nighttime passing to the morrow
seems his love had disappeared, deep anger prompts him to deplore--
Fast it seems, their days were fleeting; wronged and rueful heart retreating,
chill to chase someone who’s cheating; cheating back won’t even score;
burned and bruised, emotions bleeding--now he finally knows the score--
infatuation, nothing more.
© Ginny Brannan December 2012
(*chill: adj. discouraging, dispiriting)