the new wife

the new wife
wants to make
things her way.
new carpet, paint
and wallpaper.
all of the art
has to go, even
the poster, the
self portrait
of the earless
romantic, van
gogh. and who
can blame her.
that vase from
italy, to the
attic, the mattress
of course, goes
without saying.
it's a scorched
earth policy
for the new wife.
it's best to
start of fresh
and new she says,
and doesn't for
a second feel
the slightest
crack in her
new found love,
she doesn't
have a clue.