and when all was said and done,

before me; nothing remained,

just the wrapping of a packet of

Jammie Dodgers and the stains

of a bottle of Bordeaux,

evaporated I’d say; if you dared

asking

.

and when all was said and done,

silence […],

you did all the talking,

I kept my thoughts to myself,

mostly silent; troubled,

inherited thoughts on repeat,

a single on long-play; yes?

.

and when all was said and done,

I couldn’t shake it off,

grizzly glued to my soul,

the I behind the me;

stuck