Friday, January 1, 1993

STEPPING STONES


STEPPING STONES

Feeling guilty,
for switching lovers so easily,
& used to pain and suffering,
I keep trying to diminish
the definition of love,
as if loveandpain were one thing
etched in stone. Feeling used, I recoiled
when he said, We all use each other,
from the dungeon of his own choosing.
Vera assures me each relationship
is a stepping stone to the next.
Love is sometimes like that—
one day you just fall out of love.
Just
                  like
                                   that.

1993

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