I warned you
I warned you about infidelity
and the tribunal of justice.
I seethed in silent anger
before consenting to your
separation and new union.
I purchased silk and screws
then constructed you
a new over sized home from
the finest of wood.
With plenty of room for two
closing the lid on my past.
It is delightful to hear the two
of you so close now, as I listen
to your moans through the tubes.
I hope you share those drops of
water I pour sparingly into the box.
Summer passed and fall is here
and I miss the sounds beneath the
ground. I reused the schedule 40
and plugged the holes so no traces
of the chapel or your last marriage
survive, alive.
