Betrayer... Now For Forever Poem by Dennis Ryan

Friday morning, January 6,2023

You have betrayed me repeatedly,
consistently since 2002, keeping up
a false front all these years. Last
summer's betrayal was so, you know...
I just want to... take you down a level.
You always had to manipulate, get your way.
If I should call, I know how I will speak
to you, so I will save it for another day.
This poem, poor substitute, will have
to make due for now. Lucky you?
Lucky? With that jackass of a husband?
Maybe I can save that call now for forever.