Friday, February 27, 2009

A Poem for my Wife

Before you went crazy
We held each other at the baseball game.
Now,
You scream in public
We watch the game in the basement
You are calm for all nine innings
Usually
There was the time you caught and then ate a brown mouse

Before you went crazy
We examined human nature
Now,
We discuss the transmitters in your soul
You think they are trying to steal it
You don’t really seem to know who they is
You always have many reasons why they want your soul, though
Sometimes,
you think I am they
Those are interesting nights

Before you went crazy
You dreamed of having children
Well,
You have 38 Cats
It’s OK
The cats keep you company when I run to the store
Plus,
I figure, it’s not as sad
when you accidentally strangle a cat

Before you went crazy
You absorbed nature like Whitman
You don’t like going outside anymore
Well,
Sometimes,
At Midnight,
When there is a full moon
You like to get on the roof and feed it
Fish sticks

Before you went crazy
I still remember
I hope you come back
But,

Before you went crazy
Is enough to keep me here
Keeping you
Out of the kitty litter

Before you went crazy
I loved you
I love you now
Still…

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