Bye baby, she kissed and went.
I said nothing, did nothing – The bitch.
She is the reason for my many failures.
The door shut behind her, the curtains waved listlessly,
The empty bottles quivered in the wake.
The room frozen still in the rays of the morning sun.
Time to work, now that I could, in peace.
But first, a beer, and a quick smoke.
And the whole day went by wasted, unused.
Honey, I am home she said.
The sweet woman, my darling,
We made love and then dinner.
Sleepless in the night, alone with my thoughts,
The bitch doesn’t get me.
She is the reason for my failure, I was sure.
