her eyes.
what? i ask. what is it?
i take her hand.
tell me, what's wrong.
she blows her nose.
wipes her eyes.
you haven't made love to
me
since last night, she says.
nearly ten hours ago.
don't you love me
anymore?
this morning you got up
without so much
as a kiss
and hopped in the shower.
aren't i attractive enough
for you?
is there someone else?
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