It’s been awhile since I regaled you with a little verse. Okay, to be honest, I don’t know if I’ve ever ‘regaled’ anyone with anything I’ve written. But here’s a poem I scribbled down and now it’s part yours.
Misjudged have you ever thought you knew everything about a human heart only to find out, in clips and phrases the everyday exchange of words, those priceless commodities, that you didn’t, in fact, like them at all? With every volley of thought-provoking ideals and self-doubting forays trying to figure out the complexities of life and love and sex that every one of those micro chasms of worlds in their lit-up brains from the sadness to the fury the senseless damage survived, the deep, erotic bites hungered after and the sweet forgiveness you discover, layer by layer that you didn’t like them not at all. No—in all, and all along, you, in fact, loved them.