Then and Now

I was thirty-one then. That was fifty years ago.
Those times— fifty years ago— were crazy.
Hate and lust overtook me.
The music and drink marched to my rapid heartbeat.
I was desperate for attention, and I got it everywhere I turned.
I was toned and fine. I was torn up and lost.
You went to scream therapy and left me alone to my own devices.
I imagined myself with any of many lovers. I could take my pick.
I was outwardly beautiful, but you chose other women.
Your final choice was “Mary.” I have to thank her for putting an end to the molecule that was left of us.
That woman did me the biggest favor of my life.
I’m so happy now with the man of my dreams who looks at me—
and never looks away.

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