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I have fallen to one knee 
as I turn to see your shadow, 
just in time to prepare for the second blow 
and in these final seconds before, 
and the state between death and the dying thought, 
one's life does play out 
in a wave of weaving shadows 
on a pillow of blinding white light 
and my last conscious thought 
of your eyes, 
the day you looked at me from across the room, 
from across the universe 
in death one can hear, 
for you repeat as you look upon my bloodied body; 
"cheater! cheater!" 
I can only summize you refer to the lipstick on my neck 
put there by your mother 
who I happened upon at the grocery store 
while picking up your favorite yogurt 
you always were the jealous and suspicious one 
but I love you just the same

til death