Schadenfreude

I stop on the side
Of I-76
A lonely bridge
Stands ominously in the distance.
i am just glancing that way
But see two shapes
Two lovers holding hands.
They stood upon the edge
And
Laughed about
The water's hidden consequences.
And I see him
Release her hand.
She lets him tumble
And
Only then
Is happy with her life.
She doesn't know it yet,
But that stand-by woman
And that fallen man-no-longer
Both are filled
With schadenfreude.
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Thanks, Mr. R.! This poem is all because of what you told me.