Ironic

She asks where I am going
and I say, "Nowhere."

"What are you going to do?"
she asks.

I say, "I don’t know."

The irony is that
I waited 40 years
for her
to talk
to me,
and the only time
she can bother
is when
I am walking
out the door?

Ironic.

Ironic
like running out
of gas
on the way
to the delivery room.

Ironic
like choking
to death
on bread
your mother baked.

Ironic
like your mother
telling you
that your breast
cancer surgery
has ruined
her Christmas.

Ironic
like winning a fight
and the other person
walks out
and never looks back
and the whole thing
is over
and you have won.

Ironic
like you
are the last person
on earth
and now
you can finally
have your way
all the time.

Lacking intimacy
is fucking ironic.

"Stay
and do what?"

Ironic.

runningturtle87