Calling me a cheap, stingy bastard wounded it
telling me I was planning to leave cut deeper
calling me a liar was nearly fatal
saying we should go our separate ways stopped its heart
I was willing to try resuscitation through counseling
your refusal staked it through its heart
asking for a quit-claim to the house put it in a coffin
telling me I had to leave nailed the coffin shut
threatening to call the police if I didn’t move out -
buried the marriage deep in the ground.
Divorce is anti-climactic.
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