15. Married
so there I was,
galloping in in in into...
something starting with an incomprehensible letter!
the mysterious 27th letter of the alphabet?
the one nobody remembers?
or is the mare broody after a proper stallion
worthy of racing her to the finish line and losing?
I don't know
because it's been such a long time -
this chaste status
chasing the status of "married with children"
well, at least one child, you'd think!
I do love her, I do, with all my hearts and all my souls,
but this body just isn't up to her nightmarish demands for attention
of the carnal kind
the carnival of positions kind
the house of horrors kind
the twist into a pretzel kind
the tell me what to do now kind
the you're not good enough kind
the it's not you it's me kind
the marriage is a sentence not a word kind!
my alarm clock? not yours?
it's ringing again, tolling like that doorbell you broke
the ring you bent out of shape
the diamond you swallowed
the vows you ignored with my previous best friend
and yes, I do mind!
now stay still under this pillow
and sleep through this wake up call,
after all, you've got it coming,
wife!
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About Quenntis
I was born in South Africa in 1976.
Dancing and Singing in CATS: The Musical was the highlight of my career. I also danced for Cape Town City Ballet and the Cape Dance Company.
I live in Taiwan now. When not teaching English, and writing poetry, I go for...
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Salamander
Whoa! This one certainly
Whoa! This one certainly delves deep into all your hearts and all your souls, Q.
Thanks
I had to warn my wife before she read the post that it's fiction, not fact! She still looked at me strangely after reading it. Gulp! Q
understood
That's what so hard, isn't it? When your imagination goes places their reality doesn't.
At least your wife reads your work. My husband never has.
No!!!!
When I get excited about something I've written, I force my wife to sit down (or if she's already sitting on the toilet - then I stand outside the bathroom door) and I read what I've written. She loves it! "Better than those voiceless words on the screen..." Sometimes I even read them out to my students... Not that they understand everything I'm reading... :-)
Try it!
Perhaps
But he doesn't like to read and he most likely couldn't sit still long enough to listen - even though I write tersely. We'll see.
Yes :-)
Well, you're writing here to us at Red Room, which is some support. You know people are reading your work, even of they don't always comment. That's also what keeps me writing sometimes when I feel down and depressed. "What's the use of all this writing stuff if nobody's reading it and I'm doing this in the solitude and lonelihood of my chair in the study room...?"
Keep posting your work and we'll keep reading reading reading... Q
Thanks, Q!
And consider letting your wife finish on the toilet before reading to her through the door next time. ;-)