With, and After, Julia

I sank to new lows almost daily
When she flattered me. I let her
Take me to the mall. I took up
Drinking Frappuccinos, cocktails
With ungodly names. I started
Tucking in my shirts and putting
On a blazer when she brought her
Snotty friends to visit. I cleaned
House. I dusted shelves! I tried
So hard to keep her coming, though
I knew we wouldn't last, and, honestly,
The day she dumped me, not in person,
On the phone, I pulled my shirt out
Of my waistband, farted loudly,
And began to feel light-headed,
A balloon no longer tethered, ready
To ascend.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2021-11-08 at 17:28

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