April Poem-A-Day Challenge #2: Put yourself in someone (or something) else's skin and write a poem about the experience.
Both have good points,
my two boyfriends – as I call them
to myself, though neither's really that.
One who wants me, one
I want. A new slant on the eternal
triangle … as I go round and round in circles.
The 'mild-mannered reporter'
he calls himself. There's a by-line!
For most it would be contradiction-in-terms.
A sweet fellow, and no mistake.
At least he'd always understand my job,
being in the same line of work – my own calling.
As for the other one, he has
his own life of excitement. It leaves
too little room for me. Hell, he'd never be home.
I don't want a man who needs
me to be his mother, one who clings
so tightly that he bruises and breaks my wings.
I don't want a man whom I need
more than I want to; one who keeps me
in my place, applauding from the edge of his life.
They are like two halves of one whole –
shadow-twins. If only I could put them together,
combine their opposite extremes into my perfect man!
Also submitted, 4 Dec. 2011, to dVerse Poetics — going Comic challenge.
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