She doesn’t want to see me
anymore.
She’s made that quite clear
with words
gestures, court-mandated sessions…
I get it
finally.

It makes me wonder, though,
why she’s always
at my clubhouse.
She has her own places to be
where everybody knows her name.

I cannot imagine why she needs
my home away from home
as yet another locale
to add to her collection.
What is so special about my place
that makes her believe
she cannot be without it
when she knows it’s the easiest place
to take the poison that is me?

I’d definitely ask her
if she let me come near her
at any time at all.