last night
when i came to you
all freshly showered
~ squeaky clean ~
you opened the door
& let me in
one hand motioning
me to silence;
the other, holding
your cordless phone.
i silently took
my place on the bed
to wait for the
'important call'
to end.
it was as i lay there
in my favored spot
that my stomach dropped
to the pit of my heart
& the long silences
met by your husky replies
began to give it
all away.
it was Another Woman
at the end of the line.
another woman
i'd been silenced for.
so . . . what?
you could pretend to her
that i do not
exist?
just like i didn't exist
to the one you almost married ~
just like i have no feelings
no worth
& no pride . . .
pegw.
2005
2005
