The Ides of August

you were just in the right place
at the very wrong time

for me
for my future
for every dream
I’d not yet allowed
myself to dream

all that followed
hailed true
to that awkward discovery

no pleasure, tenderness none
just shame and regret

methinks you knew exactly what you were doing

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