Broken
Perhaps he didn’t worship her properly
as she lay there in bed
with her bones broken
and her body bruised.
After all,
she was a rock star,
she had a right to be fussed over.
He was just an average filmmaker with an accent.
He hadn’t shaken anyone’s world,
ever,
except hers.
Now it’s over.
All her dirty little secrets are out on the table for the world to pick over
like shoppers at a yard sale.
An affair here.
A miscarriage there.
A broken promise.
Just sift through and you’ll find what you are looking for.
I wonder if she’ll ever do it again,
say, “I do”
to another man.
It hasn’t worked out very well for her
so far.
Has it?
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
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