how was it that he would want to earn her ,a second wife?
desire
the way he would shear at my father's sheep
every muscle bent
and his neck throbbing
a hidden sun from some distant blessing
desire
even as he ate the food i would prepare
with his fingers held mid air
at times
the only talking between us
how was it then . . .
into our nights where
everything practical
measured became
for every son i bore him
the war i could never win
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