Neil Siskind’s Poetry

With Camilla’s Pain

The two of you live side by side
you love her not- or surely lied
your words provide a lover’s leads
but oft don’t match a lover’s deeds

You love me or you love me not?
This love to grow- or left to rot?
What is it that you’d have me do-
but lay with blokes I dream are you?

Your words and cards and gifts and jewels
perhaps believed by greater fools!
I haven’t heard your voice for days
I seek the exits from this maze!

I wait here with Camilla’s pain
as my lover speaks another’s name
the chance you’ll leave her, getting slim
’til then I sleep with lesser ‘him’

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