She Always Leaves

it’s her way –
keep ’em guessing,
no roots to untangle,
no pledge of allegiance,
“arms length, my girls”
– always leave room
for escape

a wink is as good as a nod to
those blind to her wounded, wounding ways

crumbs satisfy the love-starved
for but a moment,
then the moment’s gone

and in the end –
she always leaves!

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