unholy matrimony
they say that’s how it should be
this ancient turn of phrase
we stand before the alter free
then fog descends, a haze
forget her ‘with this ring i wed’
her thoughts aren’t needed here
after all, she’s the paper doll
reduced. diminished. veneered.
she’s gone
always before
yet never again
a friendship to last
but it’s come to an end
no quick to this fix
can it be fixed at all?
mercy won’t visit
her heart now withdrawn
death of a nation
oh so many
losing the right
to stay in this country
and fight the good fight
women who married
who took the new name
we lose the privilege
as if it’s a game
force abandonment
for god knows how long
how would you feel
coming home
and it’s empty
devoid of love
that once filled up
every room
from ceiling to rug
the prized possession
tall, dark
not quite middle-aged
handsome face
so many shades of grey
he trusted you
to keep him safe
instead - betrayal
and he can’t walk away
the trauma trailing
forever it stays
reflection
mirror mirror
why so blue?
a lack of talent
someone saw through?
you see yourself
in a different view
where you stand above
everyone around you
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