Recall

Remember me when I am gone away, / Gone far away into the silent land
Christina Georgina Rossetti
[Goblin Market and other Poems, ‘Remember’]

You upset too many people –
you cannot recall their names

You speak too many times –
you imbue too much pain

You suck on charmed fruit
of ret love –
then spit out lies

You wonder where you’re going
as you stroke your sex-soaked thighs

You look in long-blown mirrors
to greet your red-eyed burns

as you undress another woman
to whom you cannot now return

You seek with rolled-back light
without seeing ageing truths

Consider an apology –
before you look twice to seduce