On the Other Side
The waves have slowed
– kid’s anger subsided
– Schedules and beds readjusted
– Double combs, toothbrushes.
All that came from work spent to keep alive
– now spent on work preparing to separate, divide
Negotiated bills, car titles, bank accounts, lawyer’s bills.
– We’ve learned to lower our resentment
– That half of a whole
– Is less than we had.
We’ve tried on new life
– Lonely nights in bed
– Public outings, social awardties
– Who knows, but I think he’s got a girlfriend
– He wont talk
– I shouldn’t care.
– For for the kids, a warm smile, the same pie, a peaceful table
– While we wish we were in other places.
Sometime I call him, when I’m afraid, when I’m lonely, when I miss his back
– Disguised as a complexity needing his resolve
– And he still answers, I take deep breath
– And I will always reciprocate.
But it’s still better
– Thank God I’m on the other side
– Of what facaded as marriage, but long a void entity
– God saw my tears, and confirmed for me
– this should not be, despite my marital resolve.
Take my hand
– I, and the culmination of all resources you find
– Will help you through the tunnel.