Mistaken

I lied to you.
It wasn’t true
that I had to leave,
that I had to step away
from our clandestine
conversations
for fear we’d be
discovered.
There was no danger
we’d be found out—
no risk of my losing it all
because we shared
ourselves as best we could
with seventeen hours
and twenty eight minutes
between us.
After all my truths,
I lied to you—
so you’d let me go.
I knew you wouldn’t want
to be my downfall
or my terrible regret—
that you were wise enough
to see what damage
we could cause
if another day passed
without clipping
our beautiful wings.
And I almost felt
what I couldn’t dare tell you.
There’s a word for it—
and most people are mistaken
when they call it love.

 

DeMaris Gaunt
5-1-15

Published by demarisgaunt

I currently live in Greenwood, Indiana. I love to listen to music, books on CD, podcasts or NPR as I work in my studio.  My favorite artists are Andrew Wyeth and Edward Hopper. I love poetry, but only the good stuff that isn’t so abstract I can’t understand it. Abstraction better lends itself to visual art, I think. Stephen Dunn is my favorite poet. He’s said just about anything that can be said about the inner workings of the heart and mind. My favorite novel is Atonement by Ian McEwan. My all time favorite band is The Cure. I love science, and anything that relates to how the mind works. I don’t believe in the supernatural. If I could meet anyone in the world, it would be Richard Dawkins or Steven Pinker. If you don’t buy my art or read my poetry, buy one of their books. It will enrich if not change your life.  My favorite things to do are hiking, kayaking and camping. My favorite food is so common, I’ll keep you in suspense (It starts with a P). I prefer chocolate to vanilla. Green is my favorite color. I have an aversion to planning or scheduling of any kind, and I live for spontaneous adventures! Telephone conversations make me anxious, and I avoid them at almost all cost. I had a happy childhood. I’m having a pretty fantastic adulthood. I have every intention of seeing my 100th birthday, after which I will happily relinquish my guts to the future of medicine. Cheers! ~DeMaris

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