This Rhymes:
Dr Blair
took Me
nowhere
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Dr Blair
took Me
nowhere
Eye am in a new phase
of My 57 Years:
contending with The Other Woman —
a role I once reluctantly played —
She is dark-haired
(I have acquired samples)
and intriguing
(of course She would have to be that —
My Husband goes after women who are more observant
than He is)
but how will He “treat” Her?
Eye Dance My Dance
Eye Write My Right
Eye Paint My House
Eye Walk My Walk
And Eye Have My Ultimate Companion
Eye laugh at Arrogance —
or do I?
Eye attack dishonesty.
What Else?
M(Eye) Haters on M(Eye) Body
— Shake ‘Em Off
Or worse — I’ve been married to him
and still am!!
OMG DR Blair has his new professional photo
up on Face Book — have you seen it? UGH
OMG He’s just like his cohort
who waggled his tongue at me
at my dinner table in front of his wife!!
When Maria got killed
Dr Blair said he felt bad —
or something like that
Bereft of family
I would like My Own Baby —
but The Father?
There would be no father.
Baby would be immaculate.
How’bout Them Apples?
Yes Eye got Dr Blair
OUT
He doesn’t belong HERE
any more
if He cannot COME
on MY TERMS
Eye don’t want him
at all
Tonight Dr Blair
said he always thought
I was a better writer
than painter.
Well he’s wrong.
I am an extraordinary
painter
and I can use
My Writing
to make him go to
hell
Joanna Gilman Hyde 