Addictions
I am addicted to love
I search for it
in all the wrong places
if I had to make a list of ‘lovers’
(not a great word for the fumbling-intense-passionate groping
with oftentimes complete strangers)
my list would be
i n c o m p l e t e
forgotten names
inconsequential fumblings and gropings
mostly: unsatisfying lays
but that was my way
I know intellectually, that love must be found
inside of me
that I need to find a way to forgive
the little girl who doesn’t know what
she could have done wrong
just knows she must have done something
or she wouldn’t be feeling so
un/love/able
Lynda Filler 