And her suffering WILL be equal to mine …

And her suffering – no doubt! – is equal to mine.

But where I wish sincerely to be helped from outside,

and the talking so guided 

by souls who will know,

and who recognise over and over the

patterns which impose,

she refuses now so clear,

in the terrible face,

and said and unsaid, of this awful game of 

marital decay, to reach out at all to any kind of hope

where adults might sit down and

deal a better land of this

rope which tightens slowly

its news of 

stale lives around a future

that both of us

once deemed 

a dream worthy 



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