Sometimes even Loch doesn't know quite when to give up. I never cast him aside, I should never have been with him. We don't get along well enough to be more than friends. We never did, we never will. I used him and he used me. He practically raised me and then some things happened and he bequeathed me to Cole and-
Justify, justify, Bridge. Knock it off.
Here, I'll give you his latest. Previous poems are here if you can find them. Enjoy it or say What in the fuck? like Jake did.
One night the mermaid came to me
with tears upon her face
looking for a safe and sound
and warm and happy place
Her angel had rejected her
a temporary feat
her eyes were sad her limbs were weak
her heart had ceased to beat
The mermaid found her former flame
a love burned strong and true
he opened up his arms so wide
she knew what she must do
She went to into his circle thus
and kissed him sweetly so
she knew that she would hurt the angel
but upward she must go
For even angels make mistakes
as most of us will say
and sometimes feelings you hope might die
never go away
For the flame still loved his mermaid
as he held her in his arms
He swore that he would keep her safe
and never do her harm
But she swam away so quick and light
back toward her love
her wayward angel, so cavalier
waiting up above
He gets it all, the mermaid's love
the spoils, that coveted prize
the looks of adoration and reverence
pouring from her eyes
the former flame gets nothing
just her rare and precious skin
but nothing of that adoration
from the mermaid's heart within
The flame is but a burning light
a spark or just an ember
burning for the mermaid's love
from new years to december
He wishes he could cast the angel
back to heaven for good
and be with his beautiful mermaid girl
the way he always should
If she would just give him a chance
then surely she would see
that sometimes loves from days gone by
are the ones that are meant to be
