…
My heart has perhaps
one last millisecond beat
for you,
so go ahead, quick –
smear her lipstick
on your
…………collar,
holler her name
instead of mine,
grind
these thin-veiled vows
down to dust.
By all means,
stay, if you must.
But please,
give me just
one last good
reason
……….to leave.
..
Prompted by Poetic Asides.
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