Walking Out Your Door

You can’t possibly know

that I’ve figured you out.

I won’t fall for cunning ruses

won’t wash feet of filth

won’t take dreadful abuse

your angry words

your demeaning lies

your cheating ways.

In fact, you’ll be

a distant memory

that won’t be repeated.

You’ll see my back

Walking out your door

in lilting bounce steps.

I know this now

but you do not!