your rectitude
stays
comfortably nestled
next to your ego
or the space you fill
with your lack of reasons
i remind myself daily
with all the knowledge
i can lay my hands upon
your splendor
exists
only in your mind
and mine
i wash it out daily with salt water
and a moderate dose of reality
until the day comes
when i exercise you out
with my sly smile
look upon you and laugh
with all the splendor you lost
or all the splendor my life has become
without you in it
© 2007 by Danielle Romanick