I have forgotten
The faces
On which I built
Great Fantasies
Out of something daft
Hopeful thoughts
About men
Who acted the part
But didn’t want
To play it
Matinee idols
Blurred
In memories
Of my previous role
Idolising
Good looking men
With blank minds
Some, pretty dull
In cases
Still, I learnt my lesson
In the end
Forgetting some
Pretty
Unimpressive
Faces
Unstuck Monsters 