Wednesday, June 5, 2013

ME & MY GIRL

The Betty Poems

are back together;
she wrote me
an email that was supposed to be
innocuous, neutral,
without emotion,
but wasn't;
and I sent her
two songs
for her birthday
that I wanted her to think
was for her benefit,
but wasn't.
soon
we were writing
and talking
and falling
in love
all over again.

songs, like all art,
are contrived,
are fantasies.
and even though
we know that,
even though we know
that what we have
is anything but really real,
we also know
that nothing else
is really real either,
and both of us
would rather feel real
than be real.
And that
is as real
as it gets.

Norman Savage
Greenwich Village, 2013

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