Robert
I stand in a room full of strangers
leaning against a wall
a wallflower
but I was content with knowing no one
with knowing you
beer glass in hand
you introduce me to
the vast assortment of drunken fools
you call your friends
and I stand there
merely happy to be by your side
a stranger
intoxicated to the point of being comatose
tells me I’m pretty
but I really don’t care
because I have you
you are all I need
as the rest of the party imbibes to no end
and you take yourself
down the road to oblivion
I stay leaning
leaning against the wall
and I watch
you sing a song with your buddies
laugh at the stupidest jokes
eat dog food
and I keep thinking
that this was all I needed to be happy
you seemed to be
all that mattered in the world to me
how was I to know
that I was leaning against the wall
because you gave me no support
Copyright Janet Kuypers.
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