Meanwhile Back at the Ranch

She’s there
living my life
the life I should’ve shared with you,
raising the children we should’ve
raised together;
She’s over there
memorializing the life
(that she stole from me)
in pictures and mementos
with souvenirs and keepsakes;
And she’s over there
enjoying the life
that should have been ours
getting all the credit for being a good wife,
your good wife;
And she’s over there
loving on you
and loving all the parts of you that should have been mine
(that are still mine)

Meanwhile, I’m over here
in my tiny corner of the world
trembling in despair
shaking with rage
cursing my loss