He stayed out late.
Her narrow eyes turned to crinkled slits.
She wrote a note and left it on the kitchen table.
She woke up after he woke up.
A letter she forgot to remove after her fury settled to a puddle beneath her indignation remained still.
He left his wedding ring atop the note.
After she wiped the sleep from her eyes, they bulged like Bugs Bunny.
She left his heart on a piece of paper she forgot to burn.
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The Lonely Position of Neutral
PoetryBen's throat cancer has returned. Living a lonely life, he found a woman he loves but finds out she's been unfaithful. Ben starts to think the lonely position of neutral isn't that bad. He writes poems and dialogue narratives. Will Ben survive cance...
