Window Pane
I saw him today
Through a window pane
Is he getting fat?
I hope he's getting fat
He doesn't look much different than the day he left
That will be the story of my life
Nothing has changed, and everything has changed
I have to change that story
I have to change everything
Right now, I don't know how to change much of anything
I'm trapped in a limbo and a vortex at the same time
Both ... he threw me into
It has taken an extraordinary amount of strength
I never even knew I possessed
To see him
So many days since he left me for her
To not say a word
To not lash out in hurt
To be in control of the anger that swells as a tornado inside of me
He told me once, "She's nice to me."
I told him, "How I have behaved, with dignity and grace,
after all you have done to me, is indicative of how nice I am to you."
He just walked away
toward the meanness of his life
I hope I find someone nicer to me than him
That is the story I plan to write
For my life
In the meantime
I hope he gets fat ...
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