Final
After that trip she sat at the end of his bed
and wanted sex
to claim him back
pretending nothing was off
always before if she offered he would
acquiesce
often in humiliation of his need
for she was stingy and ugly in bed
he turned her down
in a calm and final way that let her know
she was finished
humiliation was no longer the way to win him back
scare him back
take him back
he knew now the loving hand and mouth of a woman
and it was not this barter
they had engaged in for too long .
Another womans power healed the great bleeding wound he
tended for years thinking that pain was
marriage.
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