Untitled (a poem)

Untitled

JD Rhode

There is a unique title for each relationship held

Which title is ours?

If I asked somebody, they’d immediately exclaim what the paper says-

Over fifteen years

But how would you respond?

Soulmate

Do you understand me, feel me, need me, on a deeper level than anybody else ever could?

Relatives

Not us

Co-workers

Also not us

Life partner

Sometimes, you say you can’t stand me another minute-

let alone the next forty-fifty years

Sex partner

We’ve known each other almost two decades, and, well

That is something you’ve literally stated too ridiculous and unnecessary to share with me

What more should I do?

I’ve been myself,

I’ve demanded,

I’ve begged

Another title; enemy

Probably sometimes

Are we nothing more than friends?

Then why have I given everything I could to you?

Which title is ours?