My Eyes on the ground,
Littered it with tears and scorn
The remnants of him
Rotting on pavement.
A lurid pattern of slime;
Horrid, grotesque yuck
I abandon it
Baking on the grey cement
To feed some poor ant.
What a farce my Love!
That yourself has so become,
In exultation!
Upgraded to this
High position of status
In the earth worm’s eye
Ah, if you could see
His joyous feast upon thee!
Undiscerning eyes
Rapturous, as he
Lowers himself to embrace
Your wonderful gift!
A toothless mouth of
Mucus, opening to grasp
All you rejected,
Dear one,
I smile at the fate;
Your words of such profound love
Reduced to this mush
Of sad superficiality
Where will it end now?
I walk away into the hot sun
Like a mirage Fading into bleakness and
Leave behind my spit, my cares,
And my world, sans everything
Keighley Hastings
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/uninspiring-love/
