Tuesday, April 24, 2007

"You Must Accept," by Kate Light

You must accept that's who he really is.
You must accept you cannot be his
unless he is yours. No compromise.
He is a canvas on which paint never dries;
a clay that never sets, steel that bends
in a breeze, a melody that when it ends
no one can whistle. He is not who
you thought. He's not. He is a shoe
that walks away: "I will not go where you
want to go." "Why, then, are you a shoe?"
"I'm not. I have the sole of a lover
but don't know what love is." "Discover
it, then." "Will I have to go where you go?"
"Sometimes." "Be patient with you?" "Yes." "Then, no."
You have to hear what he is telling you
and see what he is; how it is killing you.


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  2. Oh dear lord, reading this gave me chills. I know this person.

    p.s. I'm new here. Came via penbitten.

  3. Alas. I know this person too.

    The line "I have the sole of a lover but don't know what love is" was especially poignant.

  4. I know this one, too. I voted with my feet.

  5. I too know this person. Wait---maybe there's more than one?! That's way too many. (Long ago, I voted with my feet).