(Day 13 ofNaPoWriMo.)
Much
of what I know
about relationships
comes from
an episode of
where a shy gardener
unwittingly seduces
the married woman
paying him to
um
handle her backyard.
Her husband is off on
business
(aren’t they always?)
leaving her bored and
lonely,
with a
shirtless man
elbow-deep in her
prized petunias.
Sweat glistened
on his chest
and her brow,
and I knew then
that this story would
Change Everything,
that I would
understand
how to make
my future wife
feel special
and spiritually fulfilled
once I saw
the climax,
but just then
my grandmother
whose TV was connected
to mine
via splitter
shouted angrily
from her bedroom
for me to change
the channel,
and quick.
I never learned
what the soft-spoken guy
did to help
a listless wife
overcame her ennui,
but I did learn
to never
and I mean never
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