Discussion in 'Blogs' started by jjl, Aug 6, 2016.
I saw you last night. Down by the river.
I know you thought I was asleep.
I HAD been asleep when I heard you leave our bed. But my bladder was full and eventually I grew tired of waiting my turn for the john.
I was surprised to find it empty.
Assuming you were downstairs getting a snack, I returned to our bed.
I waited for you to climb in beside me and offer me a bite of whatever you had rustled up.
Not much for snacks was my guess.
The stresses on our new lives have not lent itself to grocery shopping. I was expecting to be offered a slice of bread smeared with that awful tasting "Natural" peanut butter.
I drifted off back to sleep while I waited.
Later, re-awakened, I was surprised to see your side of the bed still empty.
Concerned now, that you might be sick, I looked in all of the house.
But as you know, you were not there.
The fire you started down by the river was what caught my eye. It was very naive of you to choose that spot.
Did you honestly think I could not see it from the house? From our home?
I watched the whole thing you know. What on earth were you doing out there?
It looked as if you were talking to someone.
But nobody else was there.
And then you began to dance.
I have never seen you move like that before, always dancing like a stupid white man at weddings. So clumsy are you, that I had to restrict our dancing to the slow tempos so that we can just hold each other and rock back and forth.
No one gets hurt that way.
But you can really dance Goddamnit. I saw you.
And the pleasure on your face as you tipped your head back.
The sheer ecstasy.
I am leaving you.
Because after two decades together, I realize that I do not know you at all.
Separate names with a comma.