Going Against the Flow
Why stare at me
like that
my darling with
such ice cold
apprehension ..
A singular
detachment
if ever there was ..
Don’t dare
tell me that you
think you
were misread,
by any chance ..
How on earth
did we arrive here
like this ..
And while at it,
pray tell ..
Why have you
now deserted me
and no longer
love me ..
In spite of how
much water,
has now flowed
both clean
and so freely
beneath our bridge ..