always drama

drama, always drama
you said of me
and illness too

always ill from something
in kilter with
a shortening of your tolerance

I didn’t get ill
before I met you
I said

I said accept me
don’t tolerate me
I would not dare
to wear down your patience

but the games
failed tests
not telling you
what was on my mind

those were the things you say
those imaginings, I say
caused you to lose your head
and sink into oblivion

when all you wanted was to be here
by my side
you said

yet all the other words said
cannot be scratched away

send me outside
without any coat

as you wish
at least now
I am past the worst

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