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Wounded
Lonely and alone, single now with the children my only comfort and yet a reminder. The divorce a tug of war between me and her for what once was mine, I thought. My heart lies languid and still a deep dark mountain pool, without flutter or ripples. The waves and white water emotions will come flooding in after dark. Our little ones must not glimpse in me the ugly cuts and scars of your infidelity. I force myself into our once cramped now too empty bed. I can now cry quietly in solitude for love and affection like a wounded animal. I silently scream to be touched, to be reached for, and to be desired. I miss you I still love you I would forgive you I still want you, Joe where are you? I hide in the shadows of my despair, dream of killing her, torturing painfully and slowly? I’ll be gouging out her eyes with one degrading glare a smile and a snicker. I’m gutting her slowly with only the nightly beckoning of my little finger. A tryst in the Sykes parking lot in the back seat of our car inches from your son’s safety seat. Pass a silent gift a potential killer and ruin her womanhood and child bearing potential, almost taking her life. Rip apart her family with whispered AM phone calls and PM come hither stares. Strip her self-esteem and ego depositing them without remorse in a blender set to puree. I would do to her all that she has done to me and more, I am lonely, alone, single now and only them to thank. Summer Gratias
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