First Date, poetry written by Catherine McCabe at

First Date

First Date

written by: Catherine McCabe


Excitement holds me
neatly folded in tentacles of bliss
and until the day we get to meet –
this little seed lies
aplomb with big red lips
that grew
when all the stars aligned.

But then events unfold
as interlopers often do
and my lover becomes the man who disappeared.

Frustrated, I must begin to search again –
back I go to searching
for a vessel with stomach deep enough
to hold all the disappointments
and the futures I imagined –
futures that were never mine
until I tried to let them go.

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