Tonight's Poet Corner: Incompatible Partners

Incompatible Partners
by Belinda Roddie

My God, are you a ninja?
Because you keep
disappearing on me,
staying hidden in shadows
I can't see. It's too dark,
and I'm not wearing my glasses.

To be fair, I'm a pirate.
I can't stay on land for too long.
My wanderlust is as important
to me as insulin, and I'm
too caught up in the sirens' song
to notice all my demons.

Let's keep this simple, love:
Maybe we'll meet at the right
time and place, but for only
a moment, before you flee
in a puff of smoke, and I slice
away the illusion with my cutlass.

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