Feels better to be the one leaving than the one being left, but both are hard. Well expressed, MZ.
I love it!!
Are you sure you're not Catlick?
Lord have I been there--when it's all down to who can zoom who in the dirty game. Sharp and skewering to the last drop of goodness, MZ.
A Pyrrhic Victory, though it may ease the pain of the fire. I felt that way on not getting tenure: Hold those Cue Cards High! A glorious and harsh take on Goodbye. Thank you, MZ.
Been there done that!! Ha ha.
mmm...just to be the one to pull the trigger...that is nasty...ha...like susan said.. a pyrrhic victory indeed....
I love this, especially "just to see you put goodbye back in your pocket".....
better to leave first..... I think.
Ooh, nicely put. I've done it both ways. I left, and led a miserable existence because Someone Else got to my family with His Story (not the truth) before I could explain. My grandmother knew the truth, but no one else did.With the next one, I don't know if he'd have left, but he had to because I threw him out, bag and baggage, told him where to find a boarding house.Anyway, absolutely loved your "milksop lines" and especially "cardboard cry"! Lull him into thinking you're sorry, then you can leave in your own good time, although I suspect this poem is fiction.K
Love it...cry that cardboard cry and get the jump on leaving
Cardboard cry and goodbye in a pocket? Ace!
Oh, this was wickedly funny, the idea of the cardboard cry so you could have the last LAUGH! Yeah, I can relate... Amy
It's all a question of timing.
You are so sharp! k.
Very concise with a big impact!
Fantastic. :) You are just so clever! The second and third stanzas are my favorites.
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