She Said

she Said
she said…
i never have much luck with men
and I did not know what to say.
swimming pool eyes
that reflect the colour of clay.

she said…
last night I cried myself to sleep,
i felt a hand reach out
and my emotions collapse in a heap.
my desire to help
had gagged and bound me to my seat.

she said…
you always listen
and though I always did,
i felt almost helpless and inadequate
and I watched as pride snuck off and hide

James Garratt – November 2008