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Like a weed, the seed of a Monster lay dormant within me,

   contained all it needs to bide its time.

One winter day, tangled, gnarly roots

   started to grow.

They lay hold in the dark soil of my soul.

They held my well-being hostage.

They strangled my better judgement.

Called an unknown number…A woman answers.

Days later-

Eyes moved frantically left to right…searched a list of credit card charges

   for a woman – not his motheror me; no sisters.

For whoo?» ruminated like a ping-pong ball in a wind tunnel.

Did the math: 2 + 2 = 1 (voice)

The shadow of her presence threatened me.

The seed sprouted, thrived.

Months passed before the Monster burst forth,

   nourished by the flame of my anger.

When it does, a constant flow of tears

   provided what’s needed to grow in wild intensity.

When he left the relationship,

   the temperature in our house optimized full growth.

The Monster unleashed.

Halloween Costume Not Required – Act II

Sunshine State violently assaulted

by the mother of all storms,

rendered me homeless.

He offered me shelter at. a. cost.

He didn’t say it but I know,

   occasionally she is there.

Outside your gate

  standing alone, no options;

then speechless before an open door.

My knees weakened.

Stared at glass shelves

   support provided by gold-toned rods.

From beautifully framed photographs,

him and a silhouetted woman, glared back.

Tried to look away, but couldn’t!

The contest ended in a draw.

Covetous One, the puppeteer,

Controlled marionette me.

It relinquished its grip,

  long enough for me to glance upward.                                   [break]

Hanging in a window

   drying in moisture-robbing sunshine

   were her skimpy, delicate, lacy panties.

The woman with no face or name is real.

The Monster’s fury had no way of escape.