{(Love}[les)t]

I mainly say no to love because I can.

I mainly say no to love because I know how.

I mainly say no to love because I have learnt.

I have learnt to live decades

without love; 

sinking, blinking, 

thought-

ing and

wrote-

ing; and nothing has 

meant anything to me; 

and so I am

only poet because 

I cannot be 

lover: and so man who 

cannot be lover cannot be 

man of lived 

experience, any

more than he can 

sigh in sex or cry in 

sad!  (Oh, and 

what a sore point 

that is!)

Yet hope springs infernal: and 

although my life is

loved little and cared 

less, and touched ugly zero;  

and whispered nothings and 

murmured heat remain 

without thoughtful seat,

or passionate place 

in my night, and my right, and the 

light that once shined in you;

and even so, and even then, and even

now, and even

how, lest love still exists – 

waiting on

me unreally – my reality loved so least

does still inexactly,

still 

imprecisely, lead me – after 

all your pain 

and intelligence,

and the cost 

and 

the lost, so mighty and madly

ill assuaged – to remember

what it was like 

to BE … IN … [LOVE WITH]

YOU!

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