i miss you too

fearing being alone
again
for the holidays,
not having that special
someone to share
the joy of Christmas
with. someone
to ring in the new
year with, she joined
six online dating
sites. cupid, fish,
match, harmony
and chemistry,
elder dot com.
the same faces were
on all of them,
but it didn't deter
her. luke warm meeting
after meeting went on.
the awkward and boring
conversations
about cats
and baseball.
healthcare.
men pointed at
sores on their arms,
asking, does that look
infected to you.
they combed the long seven
hairs over their heads
with wishful thinking.
how she dodged the kisses,
avoiding
the wet lips and
darting tongues of
trolls and frogs
in that strange
parking lot farewell.
a hug, a peck on the cheek,
a pat on the back,
sending them on
their bewildered ways.
she deemed it the march
of the penguins.
the poor, the lonely,
the limping sick,
the desperate,
the still secretly
married men. soon, after
a week, she grew
weary of it all. young girls
do grow weary, though
she was hardly young,
in fact she fudged
her age and settled
on forty nine. close enough,
she thought.
it's the internet,
who cares?
after a month
she quit everything
and called up her old
boyfriend, frank,
and asked him to forgive
her for calling him
the worst human being
to have ever drawn a
breath on the face
of the earth. he said.
okay. I miss you too.
let's go away for Christmas
though, so we don't have
to be around your family.
she gave him socks.
he gave her a gift
certificate to target.
good enough.