How Sweet It Is
a rant?
No twelve-step indulgent spree
for getting over you.
She’s forgetting in a hurry,
two steps will have to do.
First, she will handle her grief
spinning one-eighty degrees,
one short cry and she’s debriefed.
Mission accomplished with ease.
Next, she’ll deal with her revenge
after all, she’s human too.
Hundred-to-one you’ll come unhinged
when you see her with you know who.
Entering into rest at last
interesting truth she finds…
scars healed quickly; tears are past;
you are a load off her mind.
Copyright © Reason A. Poteet | Year Posted 2013
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