It's not you
it’s not you
it’s me
and my
pre-conceived
notions
built on
fables and flicks
and urban
legends
told to me
over campfires
and cocoa
so don’t blame
yourself
I came here with
tunnel of love
vision
filled with
my father’s ideals
and my mother’s
idea of
what is good for me
and what’s bad
for my heart, health
and soul
I trust in
these inner
voices
to gauge
my outer vision
in my quest
for absolute
perfection
and that’s
why I am still
single at
forty seven