2004/de-rut

Saturday morning
coffee and chai
at the bookstore,
like we used to
always do.
Less so lately.
I have been trying
to de-rut
us.
Not easy to do.
Not easy with
just myself.
Together, all but
impossible.
Anything, that works
we lock down on.
We don’t negotiate
well.
That is our problem.
At least one of them.
Pattern avoids that
necessity.
God forbid we should
have to talk.
What kind of marriage
would that be?
It’s hard to keep
re-inventing yourself,
your life –
hard to re-new,
hard to keep going,
hard to keep doing
the same things,
harder still to
think of new ones.

1/24/04