a takeoff from the final scene of "Two for the Road"
he always said,
when he'd make me
sit in front of his PC,
half kidding,
half truthful,
that if we were divorced
we'd get along better
we could even work together,
for heaven's sake,
i could be paid a decent wage
& he'd feel the work he loves
would be in good hands
meanwhile, as i filled in
for him, he could take
those long walks to town
looking for that perfect
piece of crockery
to enrich his collection
then he'd come by me
when the work was done
& we'd share dinner,
go dutch in fact,
enjoy a bottle of wine
& after talking shop
till the words ran dry
he could drive me
to wherever i call home
at the moment
but to do all that
we're gonna have
to get a divorce
--Babeth Lolarga
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