*Finally I am over her at last.
She is melting like a
half forgotten tune.
No longer my ex beloved.
Now fading into old memories
I packaged all her
things she left here,
It's in my storage area.
Fitting into a
single cardboard box
Can you believe that?
I have purged her from
My favorite bar Finnegans.
Now reclaimed I stop
On my way home
from work for
a beer and wings.
Occasionally I forget
she's not with me and
Wait in the car for her
To bare her teeth and
ask if she had
chicken stuck in them.
But it passes.
I get miffed when I
Come across her
lipstick tube in my glove box.
Or a single woolen glove
of hers in my
winter coat pocket.
Yesterday I found a kibble
Under the sofa
from her yappy little dog.
I had my place manicured
by the cleaning lady.
Muttering to her
about bugs and mice.
But what I think that I
was really cleaning
Were old pieces of her
she had left scattered
about in my heart.*
Dec 21, 2015
Dec 21, 2015 at 4:39 AM UTC
*Finally I am over her at last.
She is melting like a
half forgotten tune.
No longer my ex beloved.
Now fading into old memories
I packaged all her
things she left here,
It's in my storage area.
Fitting into a
single cardboard box
Can you believe that?
I have purged her from
My favorite bar Finnegans.
Now reclaimed I stop
On my way home
from work for
a beer and wings.
Occasionally I forget
she's not with me and
Wait in the car for her
To bare her teeth and
ask if she had
chicken stuck in them.
But it passes.
I get miffed when I
Come across her
lipstick tube in my glove box.
Or a single woolen glove
of hers in my
winter coat pocket.
Yesterday I found a kibble
Under the sofa
from her yappy little dog.
I had my place manicured
by the cleaning lady.
Muttering to her
about bugs and mice.
But what I think that I
was really cleaning
Were old pieces of her
she had left scattered
about in my heart.*