Tagged: marriage

you said you want to

you said you want to
get caught, that marriage has turned
into a hostage

situation, so you leave the
doors open, drop ample hints
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: hostage

day 438,

day 438,
marriage looks like you looking
at me looking at

you – across the room, some kind of
kaleidoscopic camouflage
.
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it’s not that kind of

it’s not that kind of
courthouse
you said, breaking my
musings of getting

hitched for love and not the spotlight –
how ‘bout that one over there?
.
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the day after, all

the day after, all
signs continue to point to
each other – we are

over the moon, tiptoeing
our happiness around stars
.
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the first day of the

the first day of the
rest of our lives starts like a
simple bouquet – matched

and mismatched, friends and family,
until death do us part
.
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in the beginning,

in the beginning,
even love
was stunned
by the news.
but a pinch
older and
wiser, happiness
had often stepped
aside for
duty and
luckily knew
exactly when and
where to smile
.
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if it takes a regular

if it takes a regular
patience to get it
right, poised for the
altar, it requires
an extraordinary
dose to keep
it right, frame
fitted, wires taut,
picture level
.
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the neighbors upstairs

the neighbors upstairs
are rehearsing their
three a.m. scene
again – two
pairs of god-given
lungs made of the
same brilliant mettle,
awake and stirringly
alive, a private
performance
for
an audience of
at least twenty
families – he thinks
she’s overly
dramatic, she
thinks he should
go to hell, and
the majority of
the action
creaks stage left
.
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prix fixe love is an

prix fixe love is an
old establishment
it could get
adventurous, in
the same fashion
as blindfolds
.
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there is simplicity

there is simplicity
in love
– my mother’s
nurture, my father’s
patience, two
pairs of hands
working as one
.
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