When my sweet thing said to me:nSorry dear, I have to leave you.nI made my own discovery,nI finally understand what love is:nMercury!nMercury!nI begged, pleaded, cried and sweared.nShe left: I lost my faith in words.nnI’m anHopeful monsternHopeful monsternnShe was a window that opened upnon valley, churches, swollen sun.nMy sad and lovely view is gone;nshe left a mirror hanging there.nI think I recognize that stare–nWho am I?nWho am I?nI think I recognize that stare.nnHopeful monsternHopeful monsternWhere do I go from here?nnI’m not the strain I used to be:nI’m a mutant breed set free.nSpawned on her queen-size bed,nhatched in a roomy cage,nraised on spit, sweaty words,ncreature comfort, lack of fear.nStrange feed breedsnaltered beasts.nNow I’m not the strain I used to be.nnHopeful monsternHopeful monsternWhere do I go from here?