One Becomes Two (an Alphatriplet)
Adamant
before she
called me, I’d
decided
enough was
finally
goddamned ’nuff!
Honestly,
I couldn’t
just keep on
keeping on!
Letting go
meant there’d be
no more we.
Once before,
painfully,
quitting had
relieved our
self-harming
temperaments.
Ultimate
vacation?
We’re best when
X’d. Don’t cry.
You ask why?
Zero sum.
Author: Ken Gosse
Photo: Jackson Simmer on Unsplash
1 Comments
Thanks for including this, Ed, and the excellent photo to accompany it, too!
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