For a month
I’ve wanted to come home
Reminding me of Baier Ave
Now Matilda Ave
I wanted to enter
an empty house
Dreams do come true,
A flickering whisper
But when I came through
Thinking would I really miss her
Never really wanted more
At least that’s what I thought
What was behind this door
Nothing what I expected
I drank like a madman
Searching for the damn genie
Who I knew was laughin
And somewhere where he could see me
Counting his money cause I was already
On wish…
If I had known this would happen 3 years ago..
I came home to an empty house
In fridge, my minute maid fruit punch-gone
Was thinking about her allllll morning
Soy burgers – pack of four gone-
4 pancakes – Gordon’s Fisherman – fillet’s
2 frozen bags of broccoli – wasn’t going to use them,
But still –
I stood still – looking at this madness of a kitchen
I just wanted some spaghetti –
Can opener gone – 8 boxes of barilla gone
No pots or pans
Not the ones I brought from my old place
Or the ones I went half with her on gone
Just wanted to stab myself –
---- Utensils… gone…
Knife, fork,my 2nd and 3rd fav spoons…. Gone
Only plastic- an over abundance of plastic
Blew my nose – tissue in ….. sigh
She left the burnt up pot though,
The one she burnt the rice in-
3 melted plates
And a whole assortment of condiments
A dusty broom – failed excuse for a mop
A teaspoon of pinesol
Shower curtain
And a screwed off showerhead –
This showerhead
I figured that would have been the last thing
She wanted to pack
So that it would come out first
The reason she forgot it
I clutch it like the last match left
On a windy day in the park
Parked my anger near the nearest bus stop
Ready to be shipped off
And stopped being ticked off
The ticking of the wall clock sounded like a redemption song
Named Karma
Oh how It haunts her bloodstream
Steam from this iron’
Putting seams in a forbidden irony
I and me think of revenge
Holding this cell phone hostage
Tires flat
Or
But I retreat
Cobra turned into garden snake
The grass will be cut soon enough.
