We do not want you to ever
get married you cannot sleep
with a hundred different people each year
if you are married after the wedding
we drove across the jagged Alleghenies
right into the sun we counted the fat cash
as if we were hungry But we can make it possible
for you to sleep with a hundred different people
this year the stones sharpen in our bed
they push upward in the dark room
they call the decision heavy your heart
will tell you if you should get a divorce
or not but hope casts off
the shoulders in the right wind
after you have the affair the rest is sediment
I take into my mouth and swallow
An affair will let you know if you really want
someone else perennial you planted
years ago well wait a minute
hoping somehow
you should meet all the other men
that are also unhappy for love
to surprise you lonely wife
love smiling unearned
on your bright stone face