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Shared Custody
He stands and talks with me in the kitchen
Conversation is light
and we talk of bread dough and pizza
and chicken
His smile is easy, his spirit carefree
and he looks good in his blue shirt
I see before me the past: a friend and partner
and lover
As we laugh, I search his face for a sign
a clue I missed all those years ago
some indication of what lurks deep within
and poisons
The kids rush in to say their good-bye's
and I put on my best smile
The truck pulls away and I stand on the front porch of my empty house
and cry
Conversation is light
and we talk of bread dough and pizza
and chicken
His smile is easy, his spirit carefree
and he looks good in his blue shirt
I see before me the past: a friend and partner
and lover
As we laugh, I search his face for a sign
a clue I missed all those years ago
some indication of what lurks deep within
and poisons
The kids rush in to say their good-bye's
and I put on my best smile
The truck pulls away and I stand on the front porch of my empty house
and cry
Published 25th Feb 2013
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4th Mar 2013 1:43am
I'm not sure if this is intended, but this, and the poem before ("Tick-tock??") tell me a story, I could be wrong, and it is probably none of my business, but just know that I think I understand.
Good write, sharply sad at the end.
Caliban
Good write, sharply sad at the end.
Caliban
5th Mar 2013 2:36am
5th Mar 2013 2:21am
this is a pleasant scene, brightly lit for the most part, until the tears, brought on by the memory of those poisons that destroyed the promise of forever...
5th Mar 2013 2:35am
