You wouldn’t admit it,
But
A boulder lies between us
Drawing the heat from our bed;
Dividing
And severing our
Once-upon-a-time togetherness.

There is a sky outside our window
Which tonight
Is starless and moonless; it’s
A dried out river
revealing all the rubbish
Accumulated in 11 years.
A verification in
Favour of our separation.

Nothing down there is worth salvaging.
Years down the line we will be
Wretchedly imitated by our children.
Children
We thought nurtured and schooled well;
Our infant ringside spectators who
Watch our quarrels and beg us to stop.

A boulder has taken form between us,
Greying out colours and benumbing warm feelings.
We are incapable of moving it or crawling over it or hiding it under the covers.
Soon our neighbours and friends will discover it’s existence.
A nightmare
Right here on our picture perfect surburbian avenue.

Wake up !
We should call for a fork-lift to take this thing away?
Or would you prefer to use the front door?

Copyright A.Q

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