Don't do it
she said, half-heartedly
you have so
much to look forward to:
mortgages, thankless jobs;
a laundry list of middle-age
failures and inconveniences
is what registered, at least.
And despite
his not looking forward
to children
dining-room arguments
and Easter Sundays
he turned around, suddenly smiling
(This was originally intended
to be titled "Ledge"
to set the scene;
A less depressing context
seemed appropriate
for the purposes of
escapism
because I didn't want you
involved
at all.)
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