TIPSY PEDESTRIAN

I sat on the curb completely numb

A full moon was staring at me

As were the occasional passers by

Bugs were hitting fluorescent lights

And the coke machine was humming

I had just walked a half a mile

Turning over the events one by one

Trying to piece together all the lies

Fit them among random truths

I needed him… no… wanted him

He was my love to take home

I wore the wedding ring, diamonds

But his heart, his eyes, his words

They belonged to her… not me

I saw it as we all mingled together

A party full swing decked out in bling

The laughter in the room a chorus

But they were vacuum sealed

Him… laughing

and he never laughs

Her… eyes sparkling

flirting and smiling

It would be awhile before he noticed

My absence would cause little stir

Relief would flood through him

As I imagined him thanking me

For setting him free, letting him go

The heat in the air stole my breath

I could no longer breathe in sanity

June bugs began landing on me

As did dozens of moths and fireflies

Until nothing was left of me to see

My dim light had been extinguished

I closed my eyes and felt their legs

Grab onto my sweaty, crying skin

And slowly they lifted me into the sky

And carried me towards the windshield

That would be his gift; my demise