Divorce

You look so distant, sitting right across,
it might as well be on another planet.
Quite palpable, the sense of utter loss,
a gravesite monument in sterile granite.

Lips pursed, ensuring nothing, not a smile,
no, not even a hint could try escape.
Say anything, and it is drenched in bile,
Malevolent intent reveals its shape.

How did we get to this? What evil spirit
converted us to mortal enemies?
A subject we don't broach, cannot go near it,
as if no thing was wrong, no thing amiss...

Woke up one morning, and just said enough.
Let lawyers figure out that other stuff.