Ann Foster Poet Free verse

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The Ax

The Ax

Sometimes death is easier. 
Wow, that is terrible. 
Divorce, rips families to shreds. 
This is mine-that is not.
Confusion and conflict. 
The kids… oh yeah, 
I want them, unless…

I have to sacrifice something. 
I have to cut a date short, with my new girl. 
I have to stop going out with the guys, 
as both have the mumps.
They are a bother. 
Just as I was… 
your other half. 

Not so much anymore. 
You can do as you please, 
and please do as you please. 
You are reckless and I 
believe our life insurance still 
runs, at least until the end of July. 
I, could be rich, 
without any effort at all. 

Picking out things, 
alone. So much easier. 
Not for long stupid. 
I got a new dress, 
my hair is fixed. 
Everyone says I have lost weight. 
(220 pounds of dead stone)
Makes for a new look every time. 

The kids… we are fine. 
Joe, Mack and/or George, 
are fighting over
who can take us 
to the fair. 
No worries, 
I have changed my hair.
I like it to wear it loose. 
The way you hate it most.

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Jenish Somadas November 27, 2019 at 11:11 PM ##I have changed my hair. I like it to wear it loose. The way you hate it most.## lol.. small or big, egos on both halves, makes the life miserable.. Love is the only thing which can conquer the egos and keeps the relationship alive..

Gershon Wolf November 27, 2019 at 2:48 PM Divorce IS worse than death, at least for the kids involved. have yet to meet a kd from a divorce---and taught high school for 25 years---who didn't bear deep scars...My first two kids, survivors of my/our 'model divorce,' award-winners n high school and college, both got divorced themselves, and one of them is obese, while the other's kids have identity issues. Sad, sad stuff. Sgh. ~ Gershon Ann Foster November 27, 2019 at 3:48 PM I keep trying to stop writing about this, then another friend calls me and tells... me ....arggggg.... wow 25 years... you are a brave man indeed.... no wonder your pen is sharp and to the point... wise... working with kids... you either survive... or go screaming into the night... lol... Ann