Black Hearted Wife
I love to know that you suffer
words cannot be retrieved
once spoken
damage irreversable
bowed heads and heavy tears
son hiding in closets behind coats
husband
gone
and you wonder
why his steps are slow as he leaves
and he is silent around you
and you wonder why he left you alone
in your house
speak your words to the dark
to the dust
to the cold kettle
to his favorite mug
find his sweater in the basement
find his music in the garage
you will have no satisfaction of inflicting pain
your power defused momentarily
until you catch another one
and yet this husband will haunt you
his voice will sound in your dreams
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