Rudi Still Mine Poem by Louise Tredoux

Rudi Still Mine



When Rudi got here he was unshaved,
tired and furious, I refused to open the
door – I love him, but only at a distance
after his choosing another woman; he
simply kicked down the door - looked
at me with bloodshot eyes – I felt sorry
for him, but I’m not the sharing kind, his
having chosen Idelette I refuse to see him,
I told him as much in ice-cold tones, he
shouted at me – ‘You fool, she is an old
flame of my nephew, she was not my
girlfriend, where did you get that idea,
I promised him I would take care of her
if her marriage to his arch-enemy failed’
I shouted back – ‘How was I to know that
when she intimated that she loved you
so much’, he explained that she always
kisses all guys passionately – it is her
nature – he took her to his nephew, I
never listened to their conversation,
consumed by jealousy; the Landrover
broke down, his cell-phone battery lasted
for one call only - his nephew who came
to fetch his Idelette, he fixed the Landy
and drove off – only to break down again,
couldn’t call, had to lope off in the dark,
stumbled and fell and injured his head,
showing me the swelling, not knowing
what terrible conclusions I had come to,
unconscious – when he woke up, walked
in the blazing sun without a hat on his head;
got help, got the Landy going, when he got
to the flat, tired and nearly dead, I was gone,
no indication of what was going on, I started
to cry while my father brought Rudi a whiskey
and made him sit down, I am nauseous with
shock and surprised delight, I was a fool, the
pain was too much, Rudi still mine, though
he should have explained at the time…

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