Love Complex

I was a mass of matter

A mess of matter

Scattered-battered like

A mass of matter

 

And I had gathered 

More bins of matter

To make a mess of matter

In the laundry hamper!

 

And I had gathered

A TRAY of matter!

For a girl

I had flattered. 

 

Yet, flattered didn't matter

And I was shattered -- 

And I finally gathered

That I never mattered. 

 

For I was a mass of matter

But I rather 

Be a mess of matter 

For I was gladder. 

 

Reviews

[SkinlessFrank]

Funny how love can tie us in knots. Lovely and lyrical piece.

[MOON]

Love will trip you up. Lovely piece.

[Steven]

This is funny in that trip over your own feet sort of way. I love the ! choices. Good stuff.