Styx on the Stereo.

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He stands stubbornly in the doorway,

knowing she would leave if he moved.

He and the wall, covered in tomato sauce

her eyes shoot daggers at him.

Marriage, he thinks, should be easier;

her favorite seven letter phrase explodes

and she retreats to the bedroom to cry,

pout and remind him he’s an asshole.

All I said was, can’t we have something else?

Spaghetti seemed to be the only food group

and he had complained.  Through the door

he hears her weeping.

Tommy Shaw plays on.

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  • Jimmy Shilaho on Dec 7, 2010

    A very deep poem.

  • bigpapadan on Dec 7, 2010

    I guess I could have used A Day in a Life by the Beatles, but this seemed more ironic.

  • Guy Hogan on Dec 7, 2010

    Talk about capturing a significant moment in time. You’ve done it here.

  • Guy Hogan on Dec 7, 2010

    Nice ironic use of music.

  • Guy Hogan on Dec 7, 2010

    You know this is also an excellent flash fiction story.

  • bigpapadan on Dec 7, 2010

    Thank you, sir.

  • lxdollarsxl on Dec 7, 2010

    sorry so slow in getting to your offerings have had no connection – i liked this and maybe the beatles song might have fitted well too. – strange thing i just posted peice with a beatles idea in it before reading this.

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