VIII. After the Fall

i.
You grow a green world, have a green thumb, I see,
and I gladly enter into your loamy scented Eden,
hung with dripping Boston ferns and sweet humidity.

I say I’m freezing to death, a Hawai’i boy bracing against
his first Wisconsin winter, and you come to my rescue,
my kind of white knight, with a screwdriver and a can of lubricant.

I like the way you tap and spray your way around the stuck heater valve,
but I especially enjoy watching your sinewy wrist
as you twist the knob, then exhale hard, almost falling
as the frozen handle finally turns, me reaching you
to brace you before you do,
holding onto you, my hero, maybe a little too long,
in the end so happy to hear your husband is gone,

divorce frees you, and we two roam alone in your garden.

ii.
We spend springtime together, me mostly studying you.
You are the better student.  You know why?
Because you have an internship on Wall Street
in the summer, so you’ll go there, then pursue
your MBA next fall, far away from Wisconsin,
while I’m stuck here not loving reading and writing
more and more without you and your calculator clicking,
the soothing white noise of working on spreadsheets,
meaning you’ll have a future with money coming in,
for someone like you, I wish only credits, all profit, the debits
for me, I suspect they’ll fall my way, my losses, our paradise passed,
forget what I’ll do to make a living with an M.A. in English literature.

Yeah, when she’s gone she’s gone, so long, so long.
I do know why she said goodbye, so so did I.

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Aloha #WriterMonday, I hope you all had a good weekend. Today’s #WritingPrompt is

seasons

Use it to inspire a piece of writing that is whatever you want it to be, and then post that piece on your site and link back to me, or simply leave it as a comment below. I would love to read it : )

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