A surprise visit last night by an old flame

Disturbed me in a rather small way again

Turned up on doorstep with her roommate

The two of them just waltzed on in, in a state



Of utter confusion, providing mixed messages

It seemed as tho she wanted to be addressed

In a way which spoke of care and consideration

But some of the words left me with no elation



The lie about none other was clear there to see

It showed her dishonesty in a way not at all free

But I'm glad, in a way, she's now made this stand

For she did not see US as something clear in hand.



- Tristram



Christopher W. Thomas

9:45am Friday, Jan. 23rd, 98