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Belonging
2026-02-09
He's stuck in the past,
rooted like a determined weed.
And no matter how often he discusses,
he re-hashes again the same subjects.
I fantasize
slitting his throat,
And dismembering his body parts.
I fantasize
telling the world he left without a word.
Telling them, now,
he belongs to the past —
lovers to the last.
COPYRIGHT © Patricia K McCarthy
rooted like a determined weed.
And no matter how often he discusses,
he re-hashes again the same subjects.
I fantasize
slitting his throat,
And dismembering his body parts.
I fantasize
telling the world he left without a word.
Telling them, now,
he belongs to the past —
lovers to the last.
COPYRIGHT © Patricia K McCarthy
