Where's the kaboom? There was supposed to be an earthshattering KABOOM!

I expected a bang

(I wanted a bang)

and dreaded a whimper.

I expected triumph

(I wanted triumph)

but I'm in a conference room

and there are clients in the lobby

right outside.

I took a moment

(I wanted that moment)

to change my name on Facebook.

There's a kind of triumph

(Remember, I wanted triumph)

in that action, but it was just...

less than.

This is the way my marriage ends:

Not with a bang

(I WANTED MY GODDAMN BANG)

or a whimper,

but with the click

of a pen

on the other end

of a three-way Zoom call.

(You have left the meeting)