Ode to My Estranged Wife, Who Moved Down Under Unexpectedly, and No, I’m Sorry but I’m Afraid I Don’t Have a Forwarding Address for Her

Regrets and wonders; of what ifs and wherefores and howfores and whys
And hearts torn asunder by all of these lies
And knowing that this was our final goodbye.
I wonder how our feelings changed from all those years ago
And I wonder can you hear me, can you hear me down below?

Those jealous looks, at any friend of mine who happened to be female,
I wonder how you expected me to be repelled by youth and beauty,
It was just that one time and I never would have done it if I’d known you’d find out and if you hadn’t been so fucking frigid none of this would ever have happened!
Sorry … calm down, breath …
I wonder who told you, although I think I know
And I wonder can you hear me, can you hear me down below?

Planning and packing, promises and pleading
Please forgive me, please believe me, please don’t leave me, please,
Pathetic attempt to prevent this from happening.
I wonder why you thought that I would simply let you go
And I wonder can you hear me, can you hear me down below?

Looking over the garden where I once proposed,
Everything changed now, banished memories, new start,
I wonder if you’d like it,
And I wonder can you hear me, can you hear me down below?
There, in your final resting place, beneath the patio.

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