I say “why are you buying five shaving cream?”
She says because it’s on sale.
It somehow bothers me.
The shampoo bottle with the clear plastic
in the shower
is like an hour                  glass.
A friend sends an email
come to my cottage for a week in July
For two days, I don’t respond.
What do you say to such a kind and generous invitation,
except yes, thank you, I will.
We are moving.
Trying to pack up the house, deal with contractors,
fix it up, clean it up.
Each day grows a little more listless.
She, who once was adamant to stay and hang on,
now is imbued with energy to get this behind us.
Looking to the unknown future.

But, falling.
Yes I am falling.
And she keeps calling
me back again.