My Own Valentine  by Devin Ens

 

A drawer full of two-for-one movie passes

A poster advertising a jewelry sale

Kids passing love-notes in their classes

I sent all my hugs out in the mail

Everyone appreciates their partner

I know I’ll never lose mine

‘Cos every year I’ve always been my own

Valentine

 

Fill the bath tub with hot water

Plug the ghetto in by the sink

Listen to some Roy Orbison

And pour myself another drink

Sit and watch my skin turn wrinkly

Till the water’s cold and I’m out of wine

Another year I get to be my own

Valentine

 

Maybe for some it’s a happy day

For me, it’s just the shits

How can I celebrate romance

When I’ve never experienced it?

 

Make curried beans for dinner

‘Cos there’s no one around to smell the farts

Convince myself I’m suffering on purpose

All in the name of art

Playing with myself at seven-thirty

Sound asleep by nine

Another romantic evening as my own

Valentine.

 

©1998 D.L.Ens