Villanelle for a Stonemason
Our infatuation is a fickle monster by and by
I’ve been who I am, and yet me you do not know
Tell me, what it is you love about me and why
You don’t know that you don’t know, so I lie
For you I am not myself, I am someone faux
Fight, fight against the impending goodbye
I let a theory slip and get a harsh reply
That is not why you are here, no
Tell me, what it is you love about me and why
You’re wrong, she does not exist, the girl in your eye
But God, I could not bear it if you go
Fight, fight against the impending goodbye
Do not filter me. No longer can I comply
I am opinion, I am thought, I am your foe
Tell me, what it is you love about me and why
I am a girl who yells and schemes and speaks, I cry
Resent me now. Let the shrill shrew show.
Fight, fight against the impending goodbye
Tell me, what it is you love about me and why