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I was told by someone
someone whom we both knew that you were gone flat dead that truth Jack good as engraved and true but it wasn't true yesterday it was almost as if you spontaneously resurrected I learned I found out the truth they told me a whopper of a lie the sold their story well it wrung a tear or two from my eyes I wish I would look into your face to let you know I know what's true but yesterday I found out you'd married the Lilly-girl the one who you dated not more than a month after you drove away in your Smokey car while I lay on my bed sinking into the ground I had just gone to your Brother's wedding you rented a motel room so that we could talk together about our plans until dawn early at seven the next morning you became a disappearing dot on the horizon and you were gone yesterday I read Lilly's so much like me That you taught her how to ballroom dance and she graduated in High Fashion while you're busy negotiating high finance I really makes me wonder why I didn't ask you why you had to go to a fancy mucky-muck west coast college why you hadn't talked about this with me and so... our mutual friend also told me that you and second-hand Lilly haven't always had the best of times and that you've got a bad ticker just like your Dad in spite of that you have a son so, why did I spend so much time thinking I was the one had to make ammends that I had caused you so much tsuris then I think back on that night the stranger hurt me when I called long-distance to talk to you your angry roommate answered and said he's on a dancing date with Lilly, good-bye, he won't be coming home In the echo of that clicking phone my worst fears doubled and came to pass I'd believed you (when you said) the distance between us won't matter the distance was now a crevasse and when it didn't work Lilly that cold Spring you came rushing home to see if I'd have you back I couldn't forgive you your armor was tarnished and flawed I was still licking gingerly at my deeply wounded pride thinking I'd done everything wrong but yesterday finally I understand it wasn't me who ought to have felt so bad you got your Lilly back for sure there's nothing colder than the facts I know for certain now you lied all along. LEGAL COPYRIGHT for this poem 12:33AM PST September 7 2019 time/date stamped and also for this poet Melissa A. Howells and also for this legally copyrighted site title- Meloo Straight From Her Tilt-a-World Lilly is not her real name...just the literal meaning of her real name. Vote for this poem |
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