don't fuck your wife

my man   
so good with his hands  
fixed my chicken coop today  
his way  
that is to say  
with screws and glue  
and more than a few  
lumps of wood  
to make it good  
if I’m honest about the whole damn thing  
I could have done it with just some string  
but he loves to sweat to show me care  
far better than “I love you dear”  
 
truthfully I must admit  
for lovey words I give no shit  
so go on honey  
hammer and saw  
like you’re battening down for war  
 
do it where I’ll catch a look  
of what you’d do to my open book  
to make a woman offer up  
pussy from her lover’s cup  
   
come to me just after you’re done  
and fuck me like I’m anyone  
except the girl you’ve known for years  
who really is quite bored to tears  
by everything we ever said  
the first night on our wedding bed  
about how love would everlast  
when I didn’t know how fucking fast  
eternity would come to mean  
another day of same-shit screams  
   
roll me baby I’m not your wife  
I’m not the love of your whole damn life  
I’m flesh and blood and dying here  
our love my fucking cross to bear