Happy Divorce Day!

And so, it’s all over –
bar the alimony;
what’s yours
and what’s mine
more or less decided.

Trust you and she
are settled in
to your brand new
love-nest. Who am I
to shake the tree?

Us three, we’re OK...
the flat’s small, but fine,
except the kids
miss their friends, and me –
I miss the garden
but I’ll survive.

I hope you find
this card appropriate;
addressed to you both,
naturally. Lilies, so pure
so white, and the loss –
yours, not mine.

Speaking of which –
ditched that rug
a week ago...the one
with those stains...
where we – you know...
The one with the tassels
we were attached to.

See, it came to me
in a flash – realised
for thirteen years
and eleven months,
I’d been making love
to an Abyssinian goat;
a shag-pile at that.