He shuffles along
with a stake in his heart
as fast as he can
to get home in time
to scratch his wife’s back.
He passes dog walkers,
young girls jumping rope,
and spray-painted walls
with erotic images.
He can’t stop grinning
at every woman he sees.
Grieving wears him out,
and he forgets his wife
is no longer there.
What a cold dark night.