Once upon a time, I was a college student. I suppose most of us have been there before. I had several majors: International Studies, Motion Picture Production, a brief stint in Archaeology, English, Political Science, and a consideration of Physics. The only degree I ended up getting was an associates in Graphic Design. What can I say? I have a curious mind that doesn’t settle on one simple thing.
But the craziest thing I remember from my college years wasn’t my studies or the knowledge I gained. It was this single text I received from some unknown person who, somehow, randomly texted me a proclamation for his love of some woman. And since I had a poetry class, I thought, what the hell, I’ll write a poem about it. It’s basic and repeats the text several times. The original text was as follows: ‘Hey, I love her man. I love her. I love her a lot.’ And that was it. I said congratulations and wished him well. Hopefully that love was fulfilling. But still stands out as a stark thing to say to someone you’ve never met. Like he just randomly punched in a phone number and got mine. Or it could have been an old associate’s of his. Of course, they never told me a name or followed up to explain they got the wrong number. Either way, I wrote a poem about it. Here it goes.
Hey Man
Hey
I love her man.
Hey
I love her.
Hey
I love her a lot.
Hey
I love her.
Who
Is this texting me?
This
One who loves her so?
Why
Does he share with me?
That
Wonderful thought?
Thanks for reading. Thought I’d share another poem given I posted absolutely nothing in September. Cheers until next time, mate! Have a good day!
~Timothy S Purvis
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