The Watering Hole - Paws

I take the long walk home

Recalling words that made me hurt

Picturing you in one of your wardrobes worth of

Cashmere skirts

I’m tied of the back and forth

Between the watering hole

And Kennoway Drive

His coat holding your shoulder was hard to see but

We both believe in a solid goodbye

As the fog is thinning I see you there

With new short hair

The outline of another man beats me to your hand

And within an inch of my life

I am told that a stitch in time saves nine or so

What do I know?

Easy come, most difficult go