Sally threatened suicide
she did from time to time
it was no cry for help
but a demand for servitude
I’d have given her anything
under any other terms
but she came as the victim
of numerous insoluble crimes
her eyes were always offended
they were tuned to disappointment
she said she’d turned a corner
on another dead-end street
.
I felt the momentum
of some terrible gravity
dragging at my entrails
hers was a brutal surgery
born of desperation
the decision was mine
my choices were limited
by narrowing circumstance
to a fight or flight scenario
so I reluctantly opted out
but I still have a pillow for her
if she ever feels the need
.
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