Pursuing Happiness

(a gifted poet valentine special)

She politely excused herself
from the dinner conversation
of the cocktail party’s
boasting business reservations..

Oh, she never returned
No, she never returned

So, I went to see
where exactly she’d gone
I wanted to know
if i was something I’d done

But, she never returned…
No, she never returned

Sometimes, I think
theres a grand conspiracy
sometimes I wonder
Who’s got it in for me

and, they never return
No,they never return

What is so wrong
with wanting more
than a trip through
the factory store…
when did I
become a such bore
standing alone
on the ball room floor

and they never return
they never return

standing alone
in front of her door…