Transparent Words - Poetry

 

I have always hated

science ……fiction

makes me want to barf green slime

on the television

my husband

never misses star trek at 9:30 PM

even if I had a 20 year old body dancing

in the nude would he look up at me

so I have resigned myself

to his love of science fiction

he does not rag

on my love of art

abstraction or poetry

so with no choices left

but to work on the computer

with my back turned

to the hideous fake looking creatures

ugly warty star travelers

I clone tap dancers on my computer screen

I notice my husband dancing

with the others on my screen

he appears so happy

in his polyester star trek

uniform and fat belly

throwing me kisses and waving good bye

I hit pause

but poof he is gone

I try to bring him back

with the clone tool

to no avail

I presume he has left me

to join his friends on the enterprise

every night

I turn the television at 9:30 PM

hoping to see my beloved husband

while eating antacids

trying not to barf

green slime