lost chance
With an alleycat wail
and no dignity
she announces her loss
and his arms cross
his cowardly chest
and he looks away from her
wordlessly
blindly
calling her out of her name
a mistaken impression
a false jacket
without benefitĀ
of any prior knowledge.
And she cries and sighs
in the night
and is aware
that she is worse than adequate
she is superior
and he will never know
that sheĀ
had decided
to lower her standards
and make allowances.
Alone in the night
again.















