The first night that they slept apart -I think because he had a cough- He grabbed his pillow from their bed Mimed a kiss and then was off.
Their separation lingered on like cancer growing in a womb Days into weeks turned into years each spouse in their separate room.
Anniversaries came apace To the separate cells wherein they dwell All marveled at “togetherness.” None could glimpse their private hell . No kiss, no glance, no warm embrace As would ward off a winter’s chills No passionate heat or casual lust Not that either needed pills
And then one day he failed to wake Cool to her touch, she felt his arm Detachedly she looked upon Her love, long dead, now gone
She lay down on the bed once shared And swallowed pills enough and more To join her fellow in that sleep They’d share together evermore.