PAD: Day 3 – United/Divided

We were a house divided, you and me,
before I even knew it.
 

I thought that one flesh meant
always saying
yes
and yes
and yes.
But all that really happened
is that we took care of you.
 

Night after night I found myself
wondering if you would
come back to the bed
or if you’d flirt all night
with your Technicolor whores
and leave me to sleep
alone.
 

I gave you everything I had
until I was all dry
both laughter and tears spent.
Flattened.
A burst balloon
wrung out
and useless.
 

And then you asked for more.
 

I used to think the song
was right –
one is the loneliest number.
But now I know .
Two (who should be one)
can be much
lonelier than
Alone.

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