Not to life’s greatest adventure
But to a prison sentence.
Or a stage in life that is a
Necessary evil for procreation
And guilt-free monogamy.
With the nagging to fix kitchen cabinets
And annoying jousts over remote-hogging
…instead of a life-long friendship
That transcends its titles and obligations.
Fill bars and hardware stores
Till after hours,
Secretly envy single men,
And excitedly attend bachelor parties
To relive your glory days…
To recall when you were that free…
To recapture the smile that was lost
Somewhere between the rehearsal dinner
And the 50th soiled diaper that needed to be changed…
To remember when
You weren’t weighed down by the ol’ ball and chain...
And then blame me for
Having desires beyond the biological.
Past our released endorphins and sweaty limbs.
Directly to the journey’s difficulty
Instead of seeing me
As an answer to prayer.
["It is not good that Man should be alone..."]