⇔⇔⇔A new poem by Dave Young.⇔⇔⇔
There are many reasons they fell apart, shall we count the ways ⇔ All that manipulation, the emotional constriction; the terrible jokes, terrible with money…you mountebank. ⇔ The fact she chose marmite over honey. ⇔ There are many ways he never loved her, nor she to him, too much hairgel…you coxcomb. ⇔ The secrets and lies, the drink, the dirty dishes in the sink.