stages of our life
by whom we were married to.
we say things like before Ginger,
or before
Midge, or Eunice
things were different then.
we looked at the world differently,
we lived
in a different way.
each one opening up the door
and turning
on the light to a new
path.
like coming out of the stone
age
and discovering fire as
you beat one rock
against another in anger,
because olga from the north
cheated on you
with the Neanderthal Man
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