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Dirty Divorce - Poem by I AM THAT MOUSE

his conscience grew as his thoughts turned to her
my conscience knew he would return to her

before the night was over.
after i rolled over,
to flip off the lights.

his selfishness desired to hold my hand in consolation
my selfishness tired in that cold conversation
i didn't want to talk anymore
or think anymore
about his other life.

his seclusion covered my room in a blanket of doubt
my seclusion recovered his gloom throughout
his body to find he felt regret
cause his regret

had pushed me away.
his insistance stilled my fear of him leaving for good
my insistance filled his tearless eyes with would

and want but all can't
i know he can't
and neither should i

Comments about Dirty Divorce by I AM THAT MOUSE

  • Daniel Partlow (8/25/2007 10:12:00 AM)

    How could he physically be there with you, and yet with 'her' at the same time - unless the other 'her' is metaphorical like an addiction or a memory? In which case I would encourage you to hang on. Here is my piece on divorce which describes what leads up to it: http: //www.poemhunter.com/poem/divorce-another-matter-of-course-the-storm-brews/

    Well written and intriguing.
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  • (6/19/2006 3:00:00 PM)

    Again, another one I feel deserves some praise. You used an interesting structure here, well done.
    Sincerely, Sara Stowell
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Poem Submitted: Monday, June 19, 2006

Poem Edited: Saturday, August 7, 2010

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