Feelings

 

decades of marriage

(that emotional/legal coupling) 

something

everyone hopes

prays 

that mutual

craziness will

morph

become

a balanced

deep loving 

caring friendship 

ours did

so when it is

aborted

leaving one 

alone

it’s a puppy seeking a

lost home

a medic on a 

battlefield

this thing 

this loving friendship

i mean guy friends 

are nice 

helpful

but the

feminine

essential 

her

to share hopes

dreams

embark on adventures

now i’m not whining 

(well maybe a 

little)

but for me

grief is a bunch of 

gut-kicks

while

loneliness

sucker-punches

you

when

you’re

down and

least expect

it

(will someone 

call a time-

out?

please?)