THE RETURN OF THE DONKEY (To G.)
 
You.
my dearless swain (swine) and Romeo of the past
Who has been exiled from this land of wonder. Me.
Who had been discharged for lack of intellectual conduct
Who was deported 6 years ago and has returned
With old guns and arrows to cross and pierce 
my heart, being and self-esteem
With words of disparage
insults to my figure and mane
again
Oh you haven't changed.
Just know that your hooks no longer dig into me
like they did before 
and your words...
Shut up. Your silence becomes you more then any words could
I don't care
To know the twisted secret wisdom behind your ugly motivation
The psychology behind your innuendo and slur
And so I laugh , for I know. 
Yes, I've played this game before
but 6 years in passing, and never more.