We Give Up

Shoes on
Side by side
Silent
Laying face down
Sideways
Across the bed

Laundry to be folded

Dishes to be put away
Decisions to be made

But not right now

Because right now
We are spent
No more fight in us
No more anything

Waving the white flag

Turning in our chips
Life a billion, LeBlanc’s zero
Where do we go
To surrender
We
Give
Up

A scene that lasts

A few minutes
A half hour
Sometimes more
Depends on the day
Before
One of us
Gets up
Grabs a piece of laundry
And starts
Folding