Relapse

I have nearly forgotten what you look like
but distance does make the heart grow fonder
and I realise that one does not need
to look at the sun to feel its heat.
After all this time
I am still in love with you
and there is nothing more humiliating.
So I paint my nails green to match
your ONLINE icon.
I steal packets of ketchup from McDonald’s
I’m your loyal Robin Hood.
I write throw my poems into the world
thinking you’ll notice the ripples.
This is ridiculous –
you’re supposed to be the bicycle
to my fish.

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