was to yell and scream,
slam a door
then come
back in and say
i'm sleeping in the other
room tonight,
grabbing her pillow
off the bed.
then dramatically
exiting with a few
choice curse words.
i'd shrug my shoulders
and say,
okay. sleep tight.
don't let the bed bugs bite.
by tomorrow morning
though, everything
would be fine,
no matter what the problem
was.
funny what you get used to
when stuck in a prison,
locked in tight.
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