I Think Someone Is Dead

I think someone is dead
No, no, not the daily dead and dying
But someone who is close to me

She cut me off once, saying I am muddy water
I think of a postcard she wrote to me
Open, to my office address, with tenderness

She never called me by my name
When I reminded her of that once
She smiled, and waited for me to get it

Indian wives don’t call their husbands by name.

Featured image: Death and Life, by Gustav Klimt, via Wikiart.org.

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