Visitor

I had a visitor yesterday, a lady driven crazy by her husband ... he has the kids, she has the road... in and out of institutions, madhouses.. she is getting crazier now, than she was last visit... we talk and drink wine ... a faded rose now this time ... and im sorry but shes drifting on the tide... a disillusioned bride ... life is less than divine... till the next visit ...inside, i know death might release her this time, it's on her mind...