belinda o'bottoms
ravaged, releasing
a week's worth of fury
in the hours between
sleeping and supper,
her beleaguered husband
went crazy
trying to contain her,
telephoning her sour
sister for some new
what-to-dos,
he got nothing from
thelma, the rants
continued, by evening
no sleeping would
grant him relief
from tired tirades
his beloved belinda,
deep into sundown
played theme for a
jackal on her warbled
accordian, whooping
and weeping, until
finally, since sleep
wasn't coming,
he chose instead
the Mayan
Underworld....
down he went,
disappearing,
leaving belinda
to lash out
alone
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