Love Poem: The 27 Club, Part Iii
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Written by: David Welch

The 27 Club, Part Iii

...She had a surprised look when he knocked on the door,
had trouble meeting his eyes, and glanced at the floor.
Jack too was nervous, had trouble speaking his minds,
stammered and said,”Hello Kay…it’s been a long time.”
She asked if he’d like to come in, and he said yes,
he walked to the living room with a pounding chest.

She made them both some coffee and he started to say,
“I know it seems kind of weird, me showing up this way,
but of late I’ve been looking at what I have got,
and I know, from the outside, it seems quite a lot,
but I don’t think I’ve been happy since I left your side,
so I guess I’m asking if you’d give us a try…”

Kat met his eyes with a sad and piteous look,
said,”Can you see the picture right there, by the nook?
I’ve already a husband, and sweet children two,
so I’m sorry, But I will have to disappoint you.”
Jack did see the small picture, and he forced a grim,
it’s not like the chance of this hadn’t occurred to him.

So he gained his feet sadly, saying that he would go,
Kay said,”Please, wait. There’ something that you should know…”
He paused for a moment, saw the pictures of the kids,
could one of those small children possibly be his?
It was then that Kay spoke, and her face looked fright,
“I thought you should know the truth, about that last night…

“You are still holding a torch, that much is clear to me,
but you should know that, even them, we never could be.
You wanted to part, to tour and win great fame,
but you never once asked if I wanted the same,
and in truth, even then, I thought of a settled life,
or children and my own home, of being a wife.

“I thought it would be easier, avoid a hard scene,
if I acted like I didn’t want to kill you dream.
Cowardly of me, but we were so young back then,
and I hadn’t yet figured what I sought in men.
But now I want to be honest, we couldn’t last lone,
and I hope all this will help you try to move on.”

Jack just stood there stunned, his whole psyche now in doubt,
he said nothing, just felt numb, as he made his way out.
Driving to the airport he felt a deep despair,
the one woman he loved…whose heart was never there!
The one thing he’d known, this ‘one truth’ that he had claimed,
had not been returned, just a mirage of his brain…

CONCLUDES IN PART IV.