whose

caught sight of you

coming out of a

downtown supermarket

as ever

your man carrying your bags

you looked ok

considering

& I wondered idle

who he was

whose money

you were drinking on now

whose car

you were slowly wrecking

walls gateposts ditches

were always your nemesis

that & putting oil in the things

I drove away slow

thankful

you were not in my rearview

anymore

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