Villanelle for English 3440

Two/Three Matches

The grass is greener where you water it,

yet bone-dry grass cannot be healthy now.

A burnt out match cannot again be lit.

You are already gone, you piece of shit;

I’m left alone to ponder on our vow.

The grass is greener where you water it.

I told myself a lie and let it sit

upon your lips.  I often marvel how

a burnt out match cannot again be lit.

Another comes along who seems to fit

the space you once took up in me somehow.

The grass is greener where you water it.

Both you and he have left me feeling hit

with bams! and bangs! and one tremendous pow!

A burnt out match cannot again be lit.

I want the flame to burn inside the pit,

but fear that you’ve forgotten how to wow.

The grass is greener where you water it.

A burnt out match cannot again be lit.