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my daily poem april 5, 2004
Alimony, a relationship broken
Down to dollars and cents,
A month-end envelope that
Comes with your nonchalant driver
Giving me the slight,
Your daughter all excited
About "Daddy's money"
And her next date with you;
If only she really knows
What this all means to me.
A stab in the heart
That takes only a woman
In the same situation to fathom.
All the dollars, each note
Each cent are bitter pills
Revolting against my system;
Our earlier conviction
Of ourselves being lovers
Made in heaven trivialised
To nothing more than an indignity sealed in red
