picket fences
smiling hostess, happy husband,
clean, pink baby tucked neatly in bed,
lighting low, garden flowers
arranged
in sprays of
immaculate ease,
formidable
domestic conversation,
resounding silence resumes,
the awful scrabbling for
common ground to
contrived recollections of single days,
perfect choice of wine
matches
cordon bleu meal,
filter coffee
winds things up at
a suitable hour,
a faultless appearance,
flawless
performance,
silence & sensibilities
compartmentalised,
you & i
sit together,
swearing off
picket fences
for the rest of our lives.
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