The Walk Away

I have perfected the walk away; and I have her to thank for this this stride. This gait of Confident certainty created. She loathes this thing that I’ve become. A Tyrant who seldom whispers yes… Firm boundaries of NO!

Her Frankenstein! The Monster she can’t control, birthed from kindness and Love. Stepped on and abused, mistaking kindness for weakness.

The hollow sound of footsteps walking away, forever transformed.

Thank you Darling.

Dennis Mantin

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