One Minute

What cause have I to question you? What rights do I feel entitled to? You love so many, I love few, this rhyme has skewed my view of you.

The years have damaged once willing parts. My dreams have wilted my willing heart. To face alone what should not be, is once again where I find me.

This silliness that clouds my mind, robs my time, makes me dine with doting swine. This thoughtless, cruel joke I play in believeing love will find me.

The sordid truth is that I knew you were going to break my heart. Yet for one fine minute, I let myself believe you could be mine. It was a fluke. My love rebuked because you puke it out to all.

What an alarming fall.

I'm a woman with plenty of nothing. I'm a woman left sucking air. You're the one with the flair. We both have erred. I don't care.

This is life, my muse sings softly. I tell her to take a hike. My mind confirms that my heart has much to learn.

So, step right up to my sideshow of a heart. Step right up and get it while it's luke-warm. Step right up! I'll balance on the beam. I'll walk the wire. I'm your acrobat - wanting one more minute of your time.

Just one fine minute at a time.