by Alan David Pritchard

Created on: October 29, 2008

MARRIED TO SHERLOCK

Don't look for me in silences,

the echoes are too loud;

and my miniscule, unconscious shrug

is not significant. Don't

scrape away at the surface of my words,

or suck on them like those sweets

you used to repeatedly remove from your mouth

when you were a kid to reveal the layers of alternating colours.

They're all the same flavour. It is just what it is.

Stop searching for clues in every gesture,

stop looking for evidence for implausible hypotheses;

nothing is meant to be deduced or inferred

you'll only flounder in a fishpond of fallacy.

I don't love you how or miss you why

or even ponder if

there is no programme of

deliberate

ambiguity.

There is nothing to pan for along the streams of your insecurity;

no nuggets to invest in the bank of your misguided concern.

I am neither a pun nor a metaphor for your needs,

but I do so love being

the focus

of your attention.

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