She’s back
with a vengeance
wishing misery
on his head,
on his heart,
on his intestines.
She loves him still,
but wants him dead.
She feels a fool
for believing
anything he said.
Over shots of whiskey
with a kindred heart,
she shares her grief.
Naked on a tabletop
they find release
if not relief.
The tryst
is caught
on camera
for old lovers
and others
to see.
The man
who left her
at the altar
is quick to judge,
but who is he?
Who is he?