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Post by Ivan Carswell on Jun 13, 2008 20:49:16 GMT -5
This affable conjugality seems a trite light-weight. You like it obviously, it’s an ecclesiastical arrangement perhaps pay-back for years of male dominion – if that was how we originally agreed to share quiescent space.
These days we have our own rooms to populate. The marital bed is vacated – wasted munificence although the paraphernalia remains in place awaiting resumption of non-connubial hostility.
That mute invitation to convene is refused by negotiated intransigence which says ‘camp in the study on your own terms and free of restriction’
– while you wilfully explore a miniscule bed in a spare room, snore loudly between solid books and etheric TV shows. © 26 April 2008, I. D. Carswell
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