Judas in Redux

You showed up smelling like

grasslands and deep pine.

You moved beneath my hands

like beach sand and good times.

You told me I was grand

like no plans and fast rhymes.

I felt like I was clever

like no hands the first try.

We were to one another like

corkscrews and bread ties.

It felt like we were close

like sunset and sunrise.

And you'd never leave me

Ever,

like strong bonds

and blood ties.

But you walked across my land

like white man, on first sight.

Gathering what you can,

like, “who cares, now it's mine!”

And that's how it happened.

I wish that it hadn't.

But we're just organic

emotional, tragic.

Not even original,

hardly surprising .

If this was a movie

I'd be rolling my eyes like,

--ettu Brute?

Sumimasen, namaste!

And this is the cincher:

It ends like a scripture,

not painted, no picture

of how much I miss her.