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John Trainor

The wronged wife.

Did you see?
In her eyes,
That sparkle?
 
I think she knew you once,
 
Or twice!
 
And yet, did not know you!
 
For, in truth,
                       I
                        Know
                            You!
 
And my eyes are dull!

(1986)

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In the mists of time, Before the dawn, Your name was written with mine. And so we met. And became,
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Nobody loves you. They say that they love you. Love you. Love you. But you can’t hear!
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You shouldn’t have to live because… It’s not that I don’t love you or… It’s just that sometimes the pain… We live in a society where suicide… Failure.
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Oh I waited for you once in a whi… Kicking my blue sandalled toes aga… Regardless of the scuff. You were busy. I was an accessory.
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Don’t go yet! We have barely found the consonant… I love you You love me Four plus four!
A dead man’s cellar!

I’m living in the cellar of a dead… Duncan, my usual purveyor of all t… Told me, “his wife just called and… So, I rooted round a box of ports and…
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I feel you, Know you are there, Pressing close, Behind me. Yes.
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Where are you going? Eyes of blue. With your car crash of a life. Displayed for all the world to see… Bloated face and gut.
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