tagNon-Erotic PoetryIf I Paid Attention

If I Paid Attention


He told me think about him the next time I was in psychiatric. At the time, the inflection couldn't have been the way I remember. You want him over me? Was it all a farce or just Iago in this Othello's ear? To put it frankly, I thought I knew the depths of Iago's depravity. If I paid attention, I would have noticed the heightened suspicion and ever tightening collar. I'm on my knees and hands, sniffing ground and searching for a road back. Don't send the letter, she says. The con's wife, shivering, says, send it, you gotta know to close the door. He became how I think and I see his face everyday. If I've slipped to a better state of mind then I guess I just haven't been held since that night in 2012. Nor for a long time before. A person with hands like that should at least write back with the truth.

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