ERNIE KOVACS, The Joke Is On Me

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ERNIE KOVACS,
The Joke Is On Me




I have already written
How profound my antipathy for the man called Herb.
As you know, I even dislike repeating his name.
He puffed himself up and postured his frame.
He stood in the way of me being with you.

What is worse, I now realize, he was the kind of guy,
Who wanted to bend the banana straight;
It is something he saw as a benefit for Mankind.

That I was once his friend, I truly regret.

Now I have another problem,
Yes, it has to do with another name!
Will it ever end?
Then you taunt me, remark on your heady past,
Tell me how busy keeping score on all
The many different men’s names might keep me!

I used to enjoy Ernie Kovacs,
I thought him a very funny guy.
He had been a top rank comedian.
Though when I mull it over, I know,
It was his attractive wife who caught my eye.

Now I would confide, even whisper,
Tell you in your ear – I am sure you get my drift --
The negative sentiment that arises in my heart,
What a bad association centers on that name,
I do not want to hear it ever again.

Sorry, I feel I have to speak in code.
It’s better that way, I guess you’ve gathered.

Let’s hope that you not arrive at a wrong conclusion.
Make a snap judgment about my mental health.
No, I have not gone OTT, Over The Top!

Not at all, I am footed on this earth of ours.

You may trust me.
Both my feet stand firmly on the ground.

Remember when we visited that seminary garden.
The time we sat on the cement bench.
We observed the giant oak
And speculated on the years it grew on its spot.

You have an apt analogy. Make no mistake,
I am stable as that tree, my roots are deep.
Nothing really shakes my strength.

Yet the name, Ernie Kovacs, it makes me sore,
Especially when you tell me that you were willing,
And waited for him and wanted more.

Hey, about this information,
The way he treated you,
It gets me really pissed.

And now I am here alone, my bed is empty.
And you, you are off, again, to foreign shores.

You must know, you must have known right along.
It will not be long, no time at all,
Before I shall have to acknowledge
Another name, another problem, and how bad it bothers.