Sandra

She is going again
And while out looking through her things, and found
A ticket London to lax,

And she constantly playing adele’s
Song, ‘I find somebody like you’
Repeating it

While I have stopped seeing the marine ,
And she takes later the pre paid card I gave her and hearing her connect with London,

While she told me went gone to a convention in Indianapolis,

But the tix says, Oct15 2015’ London to LA,
Heart sinks last decades so shortly, whisking buy
Made meaningless revaluation, surprise,

But then after so long a time flow,
It makes not one difference,

Mother of 4 children, ours,
And she going again in 2 weeks why can’t you wait until after new year at least,
But now, armed with hidden tix, give each a basis
Not to doubt or,
To generate an
re-opening of feasting sore,
Merely the disparityng abrasion
the futility of truth

Who knows? Will weather,
the sinking, the rise of the Abyss?