Partner’d Up

Happy wife happy

life, I hope so

I’ve been picking flowers

growing out of brick walls

been petting the moss

showing on the north

side of telephone poles

been drinking my way

through all the wolf paw puddles

happy wife hanging

out the window

happy wife waving

as I walk down the street

happy wife sharing her umbrella and her Advil and holding my sunglasses when the sun penetrates a cloud

good husband carrying a thousand pounds up the stairs

good husband lighting the candles and placing each lit candle in his mouth

good husband has memorized the Einstein quote that says

“If you can’t explain something

to a six year old you probably

don’t understand it”

and all the neighbors place their ear against a sweating wall

and all the neighbors smile

at breaking dishes, at moans

at Beethoven being eaten alive

by moths

how many neighbors

how many how many

know which way the arrow of life is flying?