She-Roic Sh*#

by T.M.

Instead of scribbling odes to you or dreaming of lovemaking, 
I lose myself in a She-Roic Spectacle, 
Empowering all that is in me to forget about you...  
And in doing so, I fall in love with me, 
Not in the brave, beautiful, bold way of loving one's flaws and all
Of embracing the reality that is myself
Of loving me, happily, but in the way Narcissus loved himself: 
So much so that there was no more room for anyone else in his world...  
There is no more room for you in HERworld.  
There is no more room for you in HERworld.  
HERworld is the pinnacle and you, 
you are the lowly peon she once invited, like Donne
"Come live with me and be my love." 
From the top of HERworld she stands, staring straight at you
You who gazes glumly toward her glory from the reaches of... regret.

She-Roic Sh*# by T.M.

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