Today
On this our anti-anniversary
I say celebrate the day.
That it happens to fall
So close to your birthday
Makes me wonder
Was this a gift you gave yourself?
Celebrate that you have shed the old
And donned the new
But still it remains an illusion.
Would it be mean-spirited
To hope you feel the same way I felt
One year ago
On this our anti-anniversary?
I celebrate that my fear and longing
Have finally become your own regret.
Too late you wonder
If your choice was really that
Or just a silly
Momentary lapse in judgement.
I celebrate my heart
As it begins to reinflate
Making room for another.
You cannot pierce it anymore
It floats joyously
Above your head
On this our anti-anniversary.
I celebrate that you are gone
And I am free
To eat all of the cake
On this our anti-anniversary.
Monday, October 12, 2009
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