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Peace and Other Stories

Fragments of a Formerly Active Sex Life

Unrealized Soulmate
by Julian X  /  poetry  /  24 Mar 2008

I just want you to know

that I don’t give a shit about you any more.

We were as close as halved souls,

and you always chastised me silently

for never making my move.

Even a few years ago, I would have agreed.

But life goes on, and somewhere along the way,

I realized I hadn’t done so

for reasons other than insecurity

about your past or my not having “made it.”

You could have had me, in those salad days,

when I my strength but not how to exercise it.

You had only to reach out, in some mild, uncertain,

female way, and I would have grasped.

Enjoy your suburban life of quiet desperation,

my little biographic footnote:  I love you still

but can muster more pity than devotion.

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