Blind Date
Scrabble tiles spilled
across the bedroom floor—
no one keeping score.
During One of Mahler’s Endless Adagios
The crinkled crackling
of a lozenge being unwrapped
followed by a yawn—
The Honeymoon
My body is not
Afghanistan so perhaps
it’s time you pull out.
Occupied
when he unzipped
to display his sizable
stimulus package—
Spring Is Here
With cherry blossoms
swirling again around us—
stop talking so much!