‘When you go in there
It’s as if I don’t exist,’
The words that Margaret said to me one day
‘There’ was in my study
My office if you like
What Margaret said had given it a twist
It felt like accusation
I hurried to defend myself and said
‘It’s just like going to work.
You go out the door,
I start my day and go in there.’
But I misunderstood
I really missed the point
That I had work to do
Was no complaint
It was leaving her on her own so long
Margaret being ill
I wasn’t thinking
Just doing my will
Our human conversations
So like a tennis match
Reactions quick
Volley smash and point
When thoughtfulness is missing
We not only miss the point
We miss the person too
We might be kissing
Brian Fahy
20 May 2021
Erris Poetry 