Other Women

It’s Promote Yourself Monday at the Go Dog Go Café!

Other women get flowers from their lovers.
You bring me
ice packs for my
swollen, ugly face.
I tell them I
fell down the stairs.
But there are no stairs leading anywhere
except
to the Abyss where
love used to live.

You said you wouldn’t
hurt me again.
Other women would leave;
I bought a gun.