I'd persuaded myself that the half-rhymes here were good enough:
Interviewing
Two days I've suffered suit and tie
And now I'm naked in my bed.
My wife lies reading next to me --
Turned away and fully dressed.
But Chris Wiman pointed out that epigrams must be, well, epigrammatic:
Interviewing
After a week of suits and ties
At last I'm naked in our bed.
She shuts her book, and, stripping, sighs,
Then kills the light. There's nothing said.
Joe Green's blog, Lisping the Lucid Light, is over on the left now.
6:33:27 PM
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