APPRENTICE
My Dearest Leyla
This has been a long year.
My mother passed away
And I could not attend her funeral.
This has been a long summer.
You ignored me.
You sent me neither a postcard nor a letter.
This has been a long month.
I received no cheque and met no client.
This has been a long week.
I went out every night
And met many lovely ladies.
None of them turned me on.
This has been a wonderful weekend.
Yesterday on my birthday,
Terrific twin sisters tranquillised me.
That was an experience of a lifetime.
Now I am no longer a master of living in pain.
I am lucky enough to be
An apprentice of living in pleasure.
G G Gench