after months of mounting tension, weeks of hysterical waiting, after savoring the infidelity that silently rubbed you raw, you decide it must be finished: too late to explain, you insist he dress in black, curl his moustache, and sharpen the saw, while you lie helpless watching the amazed, sympathetic faces of family, neighbors, and friends shake solemn as a tragic chorus, satisfied to know you were right. poised in the final silence as he tests the blade gently against your skin and you urge him to rip, do you think of sad children pushing your wheelchair on visits to your mother, or do you plan to sew yourself quickly back together in a singles' bar?
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