False Will
Going for a walk at dusk
Your house is slowly coming up.
Two shadows pass your kitchen sill.
I choke back tears with built-up will.
Through the screen I see you both.
You’re being such a lovely host.
You whispered something in her ear
That made her laugh and lean in near.
I swallowed hard and quickened pace
To distance me and my mistake.
To realize
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