Roz Kaveney (rozk) wrote,
Roz Kaveney
rozk

CATULLUS 83

Lesbia slags me off. Her foolish guy
Enjoys her malice. It's at my expense
'Catullus...this and that.' There is no sense
In his delight, and I will tell you why.

She bitches at me. She is still obsessed
with me, lusts for me. If she only could
shut up about it, then perhaps she would
Forget our love and let the matter rest.
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