Friday 14 February 2014

"St. Self-Pity Day"

Rather than locking them up...
Tonight's the night
We lock up our doors
And you release your daughters.
For tonight's no night
For wannabe  suitors and courters.
If it's bad enough
Not having a girl
What I'm about to say
Might make you girl
For my pain is a lot worse
Clumsily hidden in verse
For each and every valentine
I've never had joy
I could cope with no real love
If I could just cuddle a boy.
If like me
You hide at home
Door on double lock
Warm heart inside
Cold hand on your cock
Well this is how alone
Right now I feel.
Jealousy tearing me apart
With no simple Valentines meal.
If you feel alone tonight
Without a hint
Of love in sight
Multiply how you feel
By a thousand and ten
Add a few noughts
And double it again.
That's what Valentine's Day
Means to me..
How would I  ever cope
Is it really too much to hope
For another man to hug and to hold
Instead of anonymous toilet wank
Which leaves you cold?
An emotional void
I've had since birth
Which is why I tend to question
Why I'm on this earth.

Dulwich Poet 14th February 2014

( I think Valentine's Day is commercialised nonsense, but a huge part of me tonight wishes I had a man to share it with)

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