Lament for a Marriage

You live now two levels away
In this house we both long to escape
And light-years for you have passed
In the space of two of my breaths.

You are two women past me, now
And I am the distant, derided ghost
Of someone you were deluded enough
To briefly imagine you loved.

And I am of two minds about
The two men you now seem to me.
One the difficult love of my life
One the straightforward blade in my heart.

And I work the relationship autopsy now,
Dissecting points of pain:
Communication and cherishing
We always left for later.

And now is unendurable,
And two is a meaningless number
And my mind screams bloody agony
As we nod when we pass in the kitchen.


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