Out Again

OUT AGAIN

Down for the count,
But where did the
Knock-out come from?
I sware I never saw
The punch.
Down and out.
Knowing what I am
Trying to do.
But lost in this haze
Of confusion.
Like being one step
Outside myself.
I can see what I am
Doing but it doesn’t
Seem to be me.
What power do you
Women have that you
Can do this to me?
Must I never step
Into the ring of
Love again?
Is the life of
Loneliness the only
One that is safe?
Is celibacy to be the
Way of my life forever?
I guess I would rather
Be celibate than to
Have sexual relations
Without love.
For sex without love
Is nothing more than
Masturbation.
And masturbation is
Unsatisfactory as a
Substitute for love.
How many times must
I be counted out
Before I leave the ring?
As it is I seldom
Try to enter that ring.
Maybe I should take
Up wrestling instead.
C.D.RANSOM