Overheard Conversation, Finale
My former wife, as well,
had this gaping hole in her,
a giant sucking chest wound,
this hole so big in her heart
that everything I felt,
everything I ever was,
everything I borrowed
from my future self,
was never going to fill it.
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This poem is heartbreaking.
Devastating poem, Len. Its concision adds to the impact.
I really found this visceral and gripping
so direct
so brave
a poem that Feels
Condensed to a nugget of truth. Sigh. Nods in recognition.
Thank you, all. An uncomfortable conversation to overhear in a food court.
Yes- it was upsetting truth.