Saturday, 12 March 2011

Poem 39- What Married People Do- ( After a weekend of overhearing/ chatting about marriage i have decided to break out and old poem i wrote on the topic)

What Married People Do

How should I know what married people do?
If they sit in a haze of love and lust
Content in the knowledge they have found
What they searched for.
Do they spend hours?
Breathing in the smell of perfection?
Are they safe in the new amalgamated unit they have become?
Will they know if they have maintained a constant self of have they subsided in to co- dependency with all they have?

Or are they just happy they don’t have to be unsafe anymore,
To surrender to the structures they were taught to value above any other
Convinced its better to be together than alone

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