Infidelity

I waited for you

Till midnight

The phone

Never rang

Last sound I heard

Was sound of rain

At six

In the morning

You crawled

In our marital bed

And whispered

Another lie

‘You are my world’

Your cold body

Smelled

Of ardent spirits, opiate

And high-priced perfume

Of unknown woman

I placed my hand

On my chest, thinking

Is there any space left

To stow another

Inflicted wound

In my jaded heart

And face uncertainty

Of a new day

(C) Dinka Bednjacic

Written, 08. 11. 2019

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