Misery Loves Company

I'm his uncompleted sentence
I'm his new, uncommitted thought
-- a pacify for his abandonment
Where another woman left him to rot

He's a whiskey shot from meltdown
He's the implosion in my brain
He says things I've heard before, kiss of death
Sure wreck, volatile, once aboard that train

I'm a convenience, stepping stone
Who gets him farther from his past
And misery loves company
But that perspective won't drain me
Whose magnetism won't pull me
With paradox which won't slay me
(won't be me)

I can see the postwar love
Full-on, vacant deduction
Accurate with hardcore crush
I can see the destruction

I'm his unfinished transition
I'm his similar reflection
-- dark places, swimming among unslept eyes
Stories of betrayal and rejection

He's a whiskey shot from meltdown
He's the implosion in my brain
He says things I've heard before, kiss of death
Sure wreck, volatile, once aboard that train

I can see the postwar love
Full-on, vacant deduction
Accurate with hardcore crush 
I can see the destruction

© Kay Irvin