she leaves
you a note
on the kitchen table.
you hate when
they leave
you a note.
it's a long note.
a well
written note.
they all say
the same thing.
the promise of love
gone wrong.
tears are involved.
you can see
the rain
drop stains
smudging
the ink.
you unfold
the note, you
read the first
line, then
the second line.
there are
a hundred more
lines to go.
you stop, you've
read this note
before, you have
it memorized.
there is no need
to on.
you place it
in the box
with other
the notes.
they will keep
you warm when
winter comes,
helping to
start the fire.
Tuesday, March 25, 2014
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