Black Hearted Wife

I love to know that you suffer
words cannot be retrieved
once spoken
damage irreversable
bowed heads and heavy tears 
son hiding in closets behind coats
husband
gone

and you wonder
why his steps are slow as he leaves
and he is silent around you
and you wonder why he left you alone
in your house

speak your words to the dark
to the dust
to the cold kettle
to his favorite mug
find his sweater in the basement
find his music in the garage

you will have no satisfaction of inflicting pain
your power defused momentarily
until you catch another one

and yet this husband will haunt you
his voice will sound in your dreams
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Joseph Avatar
February 15, 2011 at 10:12 AM
the power of the black hearted wife is in withholding.
Konos Avatar
February 15, 2011 at 9:33 AM
There are three sides to every story. Your side, My side and the right side.... I enjoyed your poetry very much....but I hesitate, thinking that a true black hearted wife would never care....and a third party would never know if she did or not...... Thank you...
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