“Ridiculous”, he said
And punched me with a twist:
“One should forget the rules
Or use them for his best.
I say I do, I say I don’t,
Because it serves my goal.
But don’t expect me to be frank,
That would exceed my role.”

I stood and wondered with contempt:
“Isn’t that what I craved?
I followed you, and ‘cause of that
I must accept what’s next.”

It leaves me bare, or plainly numb.
But I have come to find,
That all the itches that we have
Will scratch us.
And not the other way around.


  1. The last stanza is very witty and a poem in itself.

  2. Well done! I like the phrase "But don't expect me to be frank, that would exceed my role"


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