Before typing your name in the search bar,
I imagined you Bukowski.
Dark struggle writing in a stupor.
Facebook reveals a gray-haired suburbanite
blowing bubbles with your daughter.
I am a lobster shell cracked open and empty.
The memory of your handprints on my neck.
Hands that I once loved.
You are smiling on the Golden Gate bridge
with your arms around your son.
And I am livid.
I could forgive the shadowed version of you.
But this personal essay real-life yahoo version,
with a wife who looks like me?
You asked me to give up a life,
so you could have yours.
This woman’s work has come undone.
A blue constellation of beings
swirled between us before seeding in fertile ground.
No chance of settling down.
I am your biggest failure.
You are my biggest regret.
Did you know your income is listed
on the first page of search results?
I have invaded your privacy
without your knowledge or approval.
Now, I am a witness to your failings.
Now, I am a fly upon your wall.
If you search my name,
you will find a professional profile, yawn.
You will see pictures, perhaps this poem.
Where you would discover me unplanted.
Unsettling, in words, because I never settled down.
Can you forget this unforgiven version of me? Probably.
Free to never Google
What you do not want to find.
Wow, very intense and raw. I really enjoyed it.
Courageous. I love that about you.
It takes more courage to move on than those who hurt us can possibly imagine. When I think back to a time when you were just a young girl,I recall you as a strong person; your courage will see you through any challenge.
This is so beautifully written yet I really want to strangle this person who hurt you.
I am truly sorry that I hurt you so deeply and have always regretted causing you so much pain. I was young, in a lot of pain and utterly selfish at the time we were together. If I could give back everything I stole from you I’d be at your door tomorrow. I can only wish you the best.