Orange Juice And Death
| their love turns bitter like
a cigarette stained tongue both husband and wife want freedom but are afraid to break the chains of marriage so they become corpses only secure in daily rituals like having orange juice and toast every morning it may be untrue that the wife died of a heart attack since she stopped living many years ago the night after the wife’s burial the husband takes the money hidden in her underwear in the top dresser drawer buys drinks for everyone at the neighborhood bar and almost has the courage to ask the fat blonde near the juke box if she wants to dance to Frank Sinatra. |