end of this road

everything about my life is fading…

i understand that i am no longer young…

i am however bewildered by how easily the mind is fooled by time…

everyone is dead and i am still married… somehow…

almost every sentence begins with “my wife would”…

she betrayed me, she cheated on me, in our memories, there was nothing untainted by her many other males…

i cannot see beyond her beauty and my love, for it is better to serve in hell than to reign in heaven…