I am terrible with names and caught beneath

Whatever space and time leaves behind.

You are the size of your pantry shelves

Because anything bigger would be

An inconvenience, which you are

Most of the time.

Let’s find a log cabin somewhere.

It’s only there that we can forget about day jobs and

Seasonal depression. Our angst melts like the snow

When you start catching our dinner and I

Mend your socks and learn to kill mice.

We will get more in touch with the nature

We bend it to our wills.

Baby deer reenact scenes from Bambi

When we get bored, and we are bored so often.

In the evenings you polish your gun.

I scrub away in the kitchen unable

To sit still so close to so much

Potential destruction.

But these days you can only make love

When it’s propped against the bed frame.