Hi Glenn,
I enjoyed this. It works very well overall. That said, I have plenty of feedback, as detailed below for handiness.
Best of luck with this.
Trev
Cut [how about "Wound"? I often find the repetition of the title in the first line gives the sense of a lack of imagination in word choice]
Today[,] with Occam’s razor[,] I cut my heart, [great opener]
poking around my lover’s [or just "her"?] glib excuses.
Most of the lies were flimsy. They fell apart
when touched [or diluted/prodded?] by tears. I saw that the abuses [bold = delete]
had been there in plain sight [any more original phrase for in plain sight?] For quite a while.
I bandaged my injury with a forced smile. [Nice idea here]
Considering all the evidence together,
of course[,] her words and heart had been untrue.
I’d tried to explain her moodiness as weather,
the storms and dry spells couples all go through.
Receipts, unexplained absences, the phone call
from a strange man—I’d put them behind a wall. [This feels a bit weak towards the end, the wall idea there simply to rhyme with call. I think you could do better. Even "all" would probably conjure up something better, like "I'd squashed/refuted/undone them all"]
I told her I had finally solved her puzzle.
Her silent nod congratulated me.
I stayed composed by straining every muscle
while listening to the [her] curt apology[,]
she offered, like a [steaming/sizzling] bowl brimful of acid.
Her voice was steady[,]; her features, smooth and placid.
[Some re-structuring and deletion below - easier to illustrate my suggestions by just writing it out anew]
Naming it out loud was oddly calming.
I came to accept that I could manage.
The news itself was less damning,
and I was resolved to clean the damage.
Relieved, she packed, and left her key,
cutting me loose and setting herself free. [How about "..., and we both were free"?]
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