Widow

After all the years she spent
Never knowing where he went
When he needed to be nowhere to be found
He didn't show on time
Never paid a cent
Not one dime
Four weeks late for rent
Never gave a reason
Never stayed for long
Always in a hurry
Always had to run
He was chasing after what he might be sorry if he hadn't done

Maybe this is for the best
That was all the letter said
When she found it waiting there
On his favorite reading chair
Dug her hand into the ground
And quickly lost the taste for moving dirt around
You could see it coming
The time was up
Knew how many spoons of poison honey were in the cup
With what would only be served to bring him down
And she will always live alone in the oldest part of town