20th Century Narcissus

Grace has eluded me.

Damn her.

In my search, I swam the seven seas

rode the four winds

appealed for help from those in the high heavens

hired Sherlock Holmes

inquired with Interpol

lamentably, all to no avail


Grace never responded

all was silence

my pleas and petitions going for naught

my entreaties and beseeching just fading echoes hurtling into the void

On the bright side however, no accusations of stalking have ever been leveled at me


Then came the shocking news.


But minus me.

I failed without ever being in consideration

But she was of Irish heritage and so was I

Alfred Hitchcock even owned a house here in Scotts Valley

I have qualities so many envy

Settling for the prince of a shrimpy 500 acre monarchy?

Graceless, I am