no word

my stomach still aches over the moment;
that moment for which i wasn’t even around;
i was out galavanting; hollering at this one
or that one or another one.

it was just you and our child;
i was gone; checked out.
i wanted this; i wanted that;
but i wanted none of that.

i’ve used every excuse i could imagine;
no reply from you; no word from my kid;
no more cry from you; all crying for me;
this sounds like another ploy from me.

is there one more line you’d fall for?
one more that you’d believe?
one more that’d give me another chance?
no? i didn’t think so. you’ve finally learned.

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jonathandeanrichie

Currently living in Vietnam, teaching English, fixing the world's problems.

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