the tattoos braided-hair hippie dressed
woman considers curtain rods and wicker
baskets with her broad-backed shaved head
punk rocker mate in the tee and shorts.
this is what will go well on that wall.
yeah looks good, yeah, that’s
the one, he replies.
the new young wife appraises what
will mark her first new home. the stuff
is different, you can see it in her eyes.
her mother eyes, for the first time.
husband wife partner dance, balance
swap, eye, choose. this is us, me, you.
that isn’t. yes dear. yeah that looks good.
we all get domesticated.