Delivery on a scooter with Indian lunch
After which I take a three-hour nap alone
Then go to
the riverside to read Deng Xiaoping
As she chats in the lobby and glances over
To see me skirting to the recycle bin
Discarding an empty wine bottle we didn’t drink
Without asking to explain anything why.
The
evening starts out early together
Putting
decorative film on the frosted glass
Under
the cold florescent ceiling light bulb
In the hall connecting the dinette and bedroom
Then she places the mantle clock we'd gotten
A
clean set of living room drapes for tomorrow
For after
I've washed the windows and done the floors.
A
typical evening with tequila getting tight
For TV news that knocks me out from nine till ten
After
which she decides not to watch TV at all
or YouTube music videos with no complaints.
So
I sit next to the cat as she reads a paper
Moving
a leg towards me to caress
Until our midnight showers before bed
The
other doesn’t understand
She
says I should do what I like
Until
I say I like it, too; not comparing
Things
I do from my heart naturally
Like
cleaning windows before lunar New Year
Though
it has taken on additional texture
Knowing another completes me.
We
have a nice evening doing what we can
Red
Horse beer that turns into honey
During
news and wine, cheese and cold cuts
A
Stewart/ Lombard comedy, “Made for Each Other”
And then YouTube music videos loudly
It
is what we like doing on Saturday evenings
Until
she's asleep and I dream of another.
February 8, 2021
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