Blood and Guts: Helena Lazaro
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Waving the Red Flag
September 27, 2007 03:45 PM

Definitely Not Shinola

You know those times you said
I was too good for you
and I said
No,
not at all?
I was wrong.
You couldn't possibly deserve me
any less.
It was a charity case
at best,
but without
that rewarding feeling
or even a fucking
tax write-off.
A starving man
who shits on your shoes
every time you feed him.
That's what you are.

And the truth is
I just don't have that kind of
dignity to give away.
I don't have the heart
anymore.

Like they say
Charity begins at home,
and I can't think
of a worthier cause.
You just have to shit
on someone else's shoes.

two tears in a bucket

in the car
on the way
to another man's home
i realize
you're a footnote
to a footnote
in a book that never ends


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Comments

It took me awhile to figure this one out, but people give you clues about themselves. If a guy says, "I don't deserve you" it's because he knows he doesn't and is eventually going to do something to prove himself right. Self-fufilling prophecy.

My current/former/who the hell knows love interest kept saying, "I don't know if I'm ready for you." I didn't want to hear that, so I ignored it. But he was right. He wasn't ready. He had a lot more work to do on himself before he could be in a healthy relationship. Which is why we're not together right now.

Oh, yeah, and if anyone tells you repeatedly, "Trust me", run for the motherfucking hills. Because if you really are a trustworthy person, you don't have to say it all the time.

Posted by: savia on September 29, 2007 09:35 AM

Hey lady! So nice to see you again :) You are so right--I am learning that I should listen. That's one of the chapters in my most recent read, "He's Just Not That Into You," and focuses on the fact that guys usually tell the truth. If they say, "No really, I'm a jerk," I should listen. Or, "I don't know what I want." All it takes is for me to stop hearing what I want to ("Oh, well, I guess I might be able to make an exception for you if you try hard enough and feel like crying all the time.") and hear what they're saying.

The book has helped a lot, but it doesn't do much to alleviate the feeling of disappointment. Oh well, next time...

p.s. I know that I'm about three years late to the HJNTIY party but I never thought it could contain information I didn't already know. Well this time around I realized I HAVE to change something about my approach, and went ahead and picked it up. Surprise! I wish every girl I knew would read this; it would spare us all so much heartache.

Posted by: Helena on October 3, 2007 12:37 AM

I'm glad to see you're posting again!

That book is timeless. And incredibly freeing. I no longer pine or lament or obsess over men or hang on to the assholes. Thank God. That was a waste of time.

It's incredible what a little phrase can do, isn't it. But you're a poet, so you know all about that ;)

Posted by: savia on October 3, 2007 03:17 PM

You, ma'am, have the gift of voice and song, and I long to hear you sing deep into the night!

Posted by: matt on October 4, 2007 01:36 PM
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