Of all the ways
that you could have hurt me
this one was by far
the worst.
This long lingering feeling
of doubt and insecurity.
You really had no clue.
It’s amazing that
after so many moments
when I have left you behind,
and staggered forth
into the misty morning,
you still claw at my collar
and twist at my heels
and drag me back down
this slippery slope of you.
Agitation of hands. Strength of words. 
You are still writing so poignantly and beautifully Ben – Ali
Thanks Ali.
Long time no see.
What are you up to these days?
“this slippery slope of you”
good stuff
she might have a clue, she just might 🙂