Many times says the wife I fall

​down the stairs hoping to get
your attention and you give me only broken ankles

What are you saying says the man

I have over fifty seven broken ankles my toes are not
much better off and my femur reeks of gangrene

Are you saying I push you down the stairs because I do
not love you the way I love a hot cabbage says the man

I am saying that I am killing myself for your love and all
you do is sniff your fingers

The stairs are draped in clothing says the man

Did I mention my knees are shattered because you do not love me and I smashed my face at the bottom

Please please I am trying to think says the man

Oh now it is your problem says the wife I am tying this
tourniquet and leaving you

Must you make so much noise when you walk screams
the man your insides rattle like a bag of broken glass

When I am gone your mouth will open and no one will
boil your oats

Must you must you must you go on says the man can't
you see I'm eating

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