One Man's Wife

Not that he promised not to windowshop,
or refuse free samples; but he gave up
exploring warehouse bargains, and forgot
the trial offers he used to mail away for.

After, that is, she laid on the counter what
she'd long kept hidden under the penny-candy,
and demonstrated (one up-country Sunday)
the total inventory of one wife's general store.

poem by Philip Booth
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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