church time

let's go to church
she says one morning.
putting on a nice
flowery dress
and hat. you look
at her from the pillow
where you spilled
a drink last night
you feel something
stuck to the side
of your face.
it's a lime
wedge. church? you
say, startled. yes,
she says. if i'm
going to date you,
i need some balance
in my life. get
dressed it'll do
you good and you
don't disagree. but
one thing first, you
tell her, could
you find the key
and uncuff me.