2017 Poetry Marathon, Hour Eleven: Empty

I don’t like to watch you dance
because it stirs me up inside
and I know you have no interest

My infatuation
does me more harm than good
that’s when I turn to the Irish exit

In short order
I will remember seeing you dance
in that polka-dot skirt

I’ll have a couple glasses of wine
write a poem about you
and fall asleep with the TV on

(5 August 2017)

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