Never Saw It Coming

Like a tire iron to the back of the head

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So when we’d thought —
We’d hoped —
We’d dreamed —
Of our happy-ever-after ending
Becoming finally real,
My family tossed a match
Into our rose garden
While pissing on it with gasoline.

We stood and watched it burned
As our nightmares became
Plan B.

Husband & retiree. Developer, tech writer, & IT geek. I fill what’s empty, empty what’s full, and scratch where it itches. Occasionally do weird & goofy things.

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