Playful? Sinister? Or a little bit of both? Jeanie Greensfelder’s simple poem addresses the odd complexities of a marriage.
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Thoughts on Thoughts
One cold day, drying myself after a shower,
I notice my husband’s towel hung over a heating vent.
If anything ever happens to him, I think,
I’ll get the warm towel bar.
When I tell him my thought, he laughs and says,
I haven’t pictured your demise since yesterday
when you ate the last chocolate.
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