Tuesday, August 18, 2009


As the wise man said,

Losing love can fuck you up bad--

And if you lose it suddenly,

All that lovely froth in the blood

Will give you the bends

If your good thing ends

Too fast.

You've got to come up slowly, Sugar Pea.

Get your bearings

A little at a time.

I know that losing her kiss

Can leave you junkie sick

And for a while,

You will not sleep.

You will not eat.

You will not recognise yourself or that posturing foreigner at your door--

The world without her in it.

But as you're able,

Fix a meal.

Go to the zoo.

Read a good book.

These will not give you that sense of having left the ordinary world behind,

And they will not provide the sweet smack-rush that hearing her voice always did,

But believe me, Honey Bee,

Right now,

Calm can be your cure.

Peace can be your protector,

So, just for now, give yourself up to their offered arms

And let them love you.



Mama Zen said...

The posturing foreigner . . . simply lovely word play in this one, Shay.

Riot Kitty said...


Shadow said...

funny how falling in love and having your heart broken leads to the same thing... sleeplessness, inability to eat, to think, to do....

Lou said...

Love stinks...but who won't give it a go anyway.

g-man said...

I hope to God that Horatio Caine wasn't that wise man the wise man in question here....

I can just see it now.

(Takes off his wire rimmed shades and mutters...)
"It's a break-up Shay...Miami Style!!"

ellen abbott said...

Straight to the heart, as usual.

Daryl said...

True love never leaves you with ''sleeplessness, inability to eat, to think, to do....'' Au contraire, it fills you completely and stays with you .... like a good friendship.

Kay said...

awwww....what a hopeful, inspiring piece. "And let them love you" how tender.

pheromone girl said...

Exceptional, as usual!

Joanna Jenkins said...

Oh so true!
Well said.

dark wings said...

And if you love him, you'll see him in crowds he's not even in!

Jannie Funster said...

The deeper the dive
the bigger the bends
but to not dive at all
squishes the squash.