tormented by thoughts of you...
wondering how.

how it was easy for you
to tear me apart...

if one day you'd realize
its worth the fight
and decide to come back...

Don't.

coz' you won't see me there.
anymore...

he fed the kitty
a little fish
she expressed pity
for such a small dish

wheres the beef
her tongue curled
preening in disbelief
as her eyes hurled

his heart sank
at her prissy mood
drawing a blank
he said its only food

take a bite he coaxed
it surely wont hurt
a palette stroked
for this little squirt

she feigned a headache
laying hoax for fish
her wills in need of beefsteak
leaving his shriveled wishes

on closed doors
his saddened heart pours

Logan Robertson

7/16/17

he looked at her
with distant eyes
his past flame
iridescent and loving
him just dying for her heat
still,
if she only knew
for monkeys fall now
on his life
swinging on his sorrow
those sneaks
his eyes stare at the moon
and his lips murmur why
to all the men out there
laughing, why?
for whispers heard now
for
she plays the fiddle
lone bed groans same song and dance
soloist's  bow squeaks
how swell life turns
on bated axis
he finds a wall
and knocks his head into it
it hurts
not at her independence
and playing to her own beat
no ...
for all the men out there
facing, facing
closed doors

Logan Robertson
7/20/17