Cancelled Season

 

I know I should be ashamed of myself;

                           I picked “Joey” up at a Laundromat.

Oh, I know I should remember his name …

                           Whatever it is …

But he stood there looking so young and Italian,

                           An actor besides …

The resemblance was uncanny

                           To the character!

And I thought I could use

                           A “Friend” like him. 

I admit it was shallow of me,

                           Going for a face with no apparent mind.

And, really, I didn’t feel the need

                           For intriguing conversation.

I was thinking of a season

                           Not a long-term contract.

A handsome face to look at in the evening;

                           A young stud “in the sack”. 

A shame, since he thought so slow,

                           That I dismissed his thinking entirely;

Did not see his enthusiasm for me

                           Spin off to something more

Until too late, until it was clear he thought

                           Us more than friends, thought I was his. 

I’m sorry, “Joey”. It’s a shame, really,

                           But I must cancel our season.

I’m looking for entertainment

                           Not a commitment. 

Shallow; I should remember that a man

                           Is so much more than just a pretty face.

 

Ariel