Started out to be backseat driver wife talking to husband at the wheel... Took a detour somewhere between pen and paper. What do you see? All suggestions appreciated. Dewell
PLACEBO HUSBAND
Hat askew left, rakish,
Monochromatic attire,
Madison Avenue smile,
Nodding politely to the cashier,
Exact change for yogurt,
I thought him an ideal husband.
Not so, explained his wife
When he crumpled a fender
Backing out of the parking lot.
She said he is:
A harmless placeholder with a
Weak will offset by stubbornness.
A poor man with rich taste who
Has a past not worth hiding and often
Mistakes his shadow for himself.
She thinks of him as her future EX,
But he probably wouldn't survive
Without her prodding, nagging
And giving him his daily placebos.
Dewell H. Byrd
PLACEBO HUSBAND
Hat askew left, rakish,
Monochromatic attire,
Madison Avenue smile,
Nodding politely to the cashier,
Exact change for yogurt,
I thought him an ideal husband.
Not so, explained his wife
When he crumpled a fender
Backing out of the parking lot.
She said he is:
A harmless placeholder with a
Weak will offset by stubbornness.
A poor man with rich taste who
Has a past not worth hiding and often
Mistakes his shadow for himself.
She thinks of him as her future EX,
But he probably wouldn't survive
Without her prodding, nagging
And giving him his daily placebos.
Dewell H. Byrd