sitting here
thinking about
my life that’s past
remembering women
I’ve been with
too many to recall
them all
none lasted
beyond seven years
few stand out
none I’d want
to be with again
sometimes I think
if only I could
have a redo
and maybe find
lasting love
at other times
I think
gain the nonattachment
of a Buddhist monk
and forget about
women and
lasting love
Bob Boyd