Standing tall on a steaming blacktop driveway

Sun still blazing late afternoon

Pensively studying your house

Questioning whether to enter or not

No life in that house right now

For today is the first day to share your proudest creation, your 4 year old girl

With the woman with whom your story began but now has ended

Joint custody now delineates who is happy and who is not

Quiet now alone in the house

You must contemplate

The depths of emptiness

Searching the walls for comfort

Yet there is no easy way

To lay pain to rest

Till in the game

‘My turn, your turn?

The spinner points to you

I want to hold you

But that actually just delays

Healing

There is no parade today

FXC 6/3/2020.

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