most recent and final lover,
and i use
that term
with
a grimace on my face
and
trepidation,
is
in mourning.
even in their tenth
decade
on earth,
they found a way
to ease
the pain
of aging.
there's an emptiness
in her
that is no
different than anyone's.
she tells
me
she's lost on Wednesdays
and Sundays,
not knowing what to do
with herself.
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