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The day that she walked out

The day that she walked out

I stood silently

as she struggled with a bulging suitcase

containing her life & her memories,

wedding presents that had been bought

for both of us.

The CD’s & DVD’s

leaving behind a heap of laddered tights

& half photographs – cut off in my prime.

Forgetting to take the expensive bottle of wine

that we were saving for a special occasion.

I couldn’t celebrate,

she’d taken the corkscrew!


Published by crispinunderfelt

All round good egg. Humanist and red wine drinker.

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