Love Lies

Offering her anything
and everything and
She said, marriage, kids,
you know, the whole ball of wax.
I was in a position
to offer a ball of wax
and for it she traded
a lovely kiss.

Needing advice,
I call my father
who says, go and fuck
ten other women, quick
as you can, and if she’s still
in your system, fuck five more
whatever you do chase
 her because if you catch
her she’ll just run again. 
Those women love being chased
more than they’ll ever love you.

Hoping to find a more modern solution
on the Internet, I search “seduction”
and learn to, notice her trance words,
 and use them.
Rephrase everything she says
and feed it back
to her.  Present myself
as the man who understands.
The seducers teach that, poems
sweep women off their feet.
Take them out of your pocket
and recite. 
Concentrate on the tonality,
 it’s much more important
than the poems themselves.

There must have been a time
when language meant more
than a plastic doll
and love was not a contract
written on lambskins.