Requiem for a Dead Marraige

To the dedicated millions

The perfunctory kiss
rasps against an unshaven cheek,
"Had a good day"?
"Normal",
"New improved Bozo with added whitener" squalks the box,
In the corner of the room,
Stands a photograph,
White vieled with dark suits and happy smiles
from mouths that have long since turned down at the corners,
"What's for dinner"?
"Something from the freezer and a fried egg",
And you haven't done the washing up.

William Calderwood Wallace

Copyright �2001 William Wallace