“Granma died,
my ex tried
suicide,”

you confide
in me, your
credabil-
ity nil

for one more
dark excuse
is no use.

Let’s settle
our bill til
there’s no more
last, last straw.

 

Damian Robin is a journalist and poet living in England.

Featured Image by Vaclav Zapadlik

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