i object

it was a mistake

marrying

a lawyer.

we were always negotiating

terms

of endearment.

arguing.

striking deals,

making

plea bargains.

she was always stating

a case

deep in the books.

McGillicutty

versus

Jones,

or some such thing.

i had no chance.

everything she objected to

was sustained.

she quoted laws

i never heard of,

quoted

lawyers from back

in the day

of powdered wigs

and guillotines.

i rest my case, she used

to say,

as i took my pillow

to couch, losing once

more,

another case.