Divorce? How could she? He was always good
to her. However could she make him leave?
Especially when babies came, she should
have found a way to tolerate and cleave
to him; a 10-year marriage earned him that.
She’ll say she warned – it wasn’t a surprise –
but he assumed her gripes were like a spat,
and talking little he remained unwise.

He’s furious. Too mad to understand
emotions that suffuse and drag him low,
he lashes out with syllables and hand,
and vows to never waver. He won’t grow
forgiving – he will evermore resent,
and wonder decades hence where pleasure went.

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