Bitter Revenge

‘Why does it have to be that hard?’

‘Um……you really have to ask me that?

You do not have the…..hmmmm…..

intelligence

to figure this out on your own?

You broke my heart.

You did more than break it.

You shattered me

myself

my confidence

for that you must atone.’

‘I didn’t mean to though. 

It sorta happened.

C’mon 

you can forgive me 

without this nonsense.’

Nonsense?

Making you work

for the love that you broke?

Tis unfair to ask you to prove it?

To prove to me

that my worth to you

is no longer negligible?

This is nonsense?

‘But babe 

I said that I was sorry.

I promised it would never happen again.’

Derisive snort.

Please boy

how stupid do you think I am?

I have heard this litany

over and over.

I know the outcome

I know this game

so yes

show me true

your love for me

bury this body

and all will be forgiven.

As he stood

forlorn

over the bundled carpet

unsure of how to proceed

I pulled out my gun.

Shot him in the head.

Dead.

Falling forward

downward

right into the hole

I had already dug.

‘I promised babe.

Why?

Why did you do this?’

Sullen ghost

standing beside unmarked grave

ready to haunt me

into the ground.

Last laugh

I do get….

for…..

circle of salt

shall keep my poor ghost enclosed

kept by my side

in bitter revenge.

January 19/19

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