what about alaska?

she wants the house
warm
you want it cold,
not freezing, but a little
cool.
you sleep better that way,
you tell her.
she turns
the electric blanket
on and
allows her dog
to lie across her sideways.
you wake up
in a sweat and go
to the kitchen where you put
your head
into the refrigerator
and pretend you
live in Greenland.
you grab a bucket of
ice and rub
your neck with cubes.
the house is so hot
there are mushrooms growing
on the carpet.
you open a window
and let the winter air
flow in.
she yells down the steps,
shut that window
and come back to bed
i'm freezing.
her teeth are chattering
when you get back into bed.
her feet are brittle
with cold.
I've been thinking she says.
we should take a vacation
next year to
the islands, or Morocco.
you sigh and say, what
about Alaska.