my right leg is shorter than my left
and thus my running path, in whole,
is an artful take on a stubborn dysfunction

i once lived with you, but i left
couldn't let you have it all
as part of a polite destruction

pink jelly beans imply a theft
and somewhere greed chews on a soul
such irony defies production

i had my reasons, until you wept
and made that famous late night phone call
that just in time for the epilogue,
became somehow our first unfiltered introduction