Paranoid

10 minutes late, the niggling worry begins
15 minutes late, I wonder if the car broke down.
30 minutes late, I wonder if he’s hurt.
An hour late, o my god, is he dead?!

He walks in the door, whole and smiling.

Marriage is not doing anything for my sanity.

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