the young wife

since

1970, he tells me, he's

been on the move.

the navy

shipping him out all over

the world.

but this is it,

he says.

they can bury me

in the backyard when

i die.

i'll never move

again.

no more boxes, no more

trucks

and packing,

no more

changes of addresses.

this is the last time,

but his young wife

looks at him,

and smiles.