I try to think

When a woman tells a young man
"I don't want to see your face again"
He's likely to hear
"I want to sit on your face"
For an older man, thoughts reverse.
It's 3 a.m. on Valentine's Day
I try to think of you sitting on my face
But all that comes up is the memory
That you don't want to see my face again.

I try to think of just your face
But only see the scowl that's replaced
The sunshine smile I fell in love with.

I try to think of moving on
Without you.
But what is harder
Living a lifetime with another failure
Or fixing what is broken ?

When I was young I broke my mother's Chinese lamp
I glued the thousand pieces back together
And she displayed it in the living room for all to see.
That was love.
Is there enough left in you to mend ?

I try to think how this will end.
I think about it all the time
And can't come up with a decent rhyme.