at breakfast
your smile
made me want to smash it
as bravely fragile things
sometimes do.
at lunch
I called you
like climbing Everest
because it is there
and like a metronome
because it always has.
At dinner
I made something nice
that our son wouldn't eat.
I said,
starve then.
you said,
what would you like instead?
At midnight
you wanted it
but I
kissed the dog,
told him I love him
and rolled away from you
like a pearl
from a broken strand.
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