When my kids were little, back in the late 1980s, we bought our new house and took on a bigger mortgage. I was a stay-at-home mom. After moving in, my husband John got permanently laid off from his ... [+]
tempting but untrue
stands in resting with grave shoulders
waiting, waiting
wherefore art thou?
While the parched haired wife
awaits on the clanking sun drenched porch for you
“He” brings something juicy
surrenders to its owner
bows at the next silver pointed ruler
stands dry as the soul comes out of you.