Tag Archives: Dedicated to Jess Green.

The Love In The Regret.

Was it possible to feel jealousy

after so long of denying it existed

in my psyche, as I watched the young

poet, the woman of words

pour her life into my beaker

on a Monday night and make it overflow.

I don’t find jealousy attractive,

it is an emotional state

that leads to a rotten core

and Hamlet is no relation of mine

and his uncle an excuse to behave

like a bastard.

I muse all night and thankfully,

jealousy is not the cause, to find