While the Spouse is Away - Aug. 29, 2025

the house is at my beck and call

frig ready to open its arms

TV remote bending to my will

as my appendages spread in the bed

ten days to play, eat, sleep,

and whenever I want

four days in something’s wrong

half the feeling of home is missing,

my activities seem a bit emptier,

fruitless, unfulfilling

I guess this kind of liberty

comes with a cost

when it’s over, freedom

will send me an invoice

to repair the damage

to my heart