Abandoned for Skip on
Wisconsin Avenue, N.W.
.
I met you in a Georgetown street one day
Alone among the shopping crowds, we two.
We talked as if you had not left us all,
Left me and others, wife and Matt, who grew
Away in pain. He used to hit his mom
So violently because your absence scarred
Him. That was like a failed young man’s vest bomb
Except it was the opposite. You barred
Him from such huge relief. But when you saw
Another man, you soon excused yourself.
Abandonment mauled like a druggy paw.
You needed hits and left me on the shelf.
It was all that I could do not to scream
As in a rush like falling in a dream