love and marriage

at a certain age
somehow someway
you come to believe
that it's easy and simple.
marriage and children.
work. a house, a dog,
a fence to keep
everything you own, in.
it's a good fairytale.
a myth told around
the campfire of your
youth by adults
who know better,
but it has to be told,
for what else is there
to say, to keep the world
going? that would leave
only the bitter truth.