I haven't written in a long time...

[poetx]

...but a fight with Linda spurred the creativity in me:

only now you talk
only now you've
walked away
disarmed, and free!
now you can simply Be...

but...

I don't think you realized
it would hurt me
I didn't come up at all
unless you confided
in a pretty face
things you'd never share
with me
never. no.

I was too open
I would easily bleed
my passion would rage
and I knew you'd fear me.
I guess you did.

And secretly
decided
after you only just confided
to that pretty face
about your woes
the dominoes
that came crashing down
in perfect symmetry.