already gone

she talks about her four
ex husbands
with a smile on her face.
one dead,
one not dead but might as
well be,
the one she still talks
to because of the kid,
although he's way behind on
support,
and the one
that disappeared.
he might be in texas,
or Riker's Island,
who's to know.
I loved them all equally
she says.
each one loved me back.
she rolls up her leopard
print blouse
and shows me the intials
of each one on her
white arm. room for more,
she winks.
i'd marry again too, in a
heart beat if the right man
comes along.
you don't hear the rest of
what she says,
because you're already
gone.