Remains of Betrayal
As I sit here
in my puddle of bourbon and tears
disassembling the life I’d created
for us in my head
I’m sure that for you
life goes on
Nothing has changed
because there’s someone there
to fill my ruby slippers
and to carry on my
legacy
of ego stroking and ball licking
Haunted by what is reality
and the harshness of it
I curse you out loud
all the while knowing the connection
we experienced is something rare
In a world of relationships
littered with demons
and the scars I carry
from the talons they’ve dragged across my heart
the good things you brought to me
in comparison
were a downy feather
brushed against my cheek
Fat Bottom Girl Said What 
Fecker!
Hahaha. Yep!