i'm bored

i'm bored, she says,
tossing a book at me
from across the room.
i pick it up and look
at the title. I'm
Bored Too, is what
it says. i need a
life, she yells out,
a new life, i need
to have more fun,
go out, go dancing,
put on a new dress
and go to paris
on a whim, maybe
i should replace you
too, get a hot cabana
boy with washboard
abs, she says, staring
at me and pointing
her finger. then the
door bell rings.
honey, i say, can you
get that. it's pizza
man, the money's on
the table, near the door.