My wife once broke my right second metacarpal
with a golf club.
She bogeyed the hole,
but I added a two-shot penalty.
...
I tell her to roll over,
face me, offer something
even more beautiful to look at,
but she reaches back, walks
...
Good Bones
My wife once broke my right second metacarpal
with a golf club.
She bogeyed the hole,
but I added a two-shot penalty.
We honeymooned on a cruise liner
to Saint Croix,
embracing on the party deck,
and no matter how secure the bandage,
I couldn't hold her
without feeling the fissure
in my bones
where she still lives.