she entered the kitchen  smelled of soap fresh laundry

she was coming to him to have him help her hang clothes on the line

it was a brilliant green blue sunlit day

he sat at the table head propped on a widespreadhand on elbow turning his coffee mug round round by fingertips 

Well . . look at you . . . perturbed.

he nodded nodded   I am

What’s up babe?

he smiledchuckled Keeneye  Thank you

she laughed

              Thank me?you’re obvious. If you aren’t sparking writhinground like a snake with its balls in a vise something’s off.

                  An you my love . . are rarely off.

I am arent I

You are.

          What’s bothering you?  Tryin’ to get out of hangin’ clothes with me?

Ohhellno  No

              Same old story same old song an dance  Cant ever recall wha its called

Frustrates me

So Ive been tryin

You can ask me.

I can Eventually Im sure I will

                                  Tryin to get it on my own  Excavate it

Excavate?  Deep.

Cute

she laughed gayly  set off her dimples

                                         Christ he loved her dimples they alone were worth his while keeping her happyhumoured laughing at every opportunity

he remembered when they were first dating she asked if he was ever serious

                                                                                   I can be

But I prefer laughter inanity prefer ridiculous  Keeps me on my toes

Me too. she hugged him kissed him on top the head sniffed You need to wash your hair

Your fault

My fault?

You worked me to a lather last night

How is it . . she laughed gloriously dimples deeper . . not tonight, I have a headache, doesn’t work with you?

Afterwards  Have a headache

      I didn’t.

No

     Makin loves better than aspirin

Migraine?

You don have em but Id lay money the outcum woud be the same

Out C  U  M?

Yup

Manohman.

               You rallying?

Nope

        All I got is liar Full of shit   SomebodyME ought to punch em in the throat before they can speak

May I?

Please Mother

Conspiracy theory.

GAWDDAMMIT

               his head came off his hand  he implored the sky with both  Why why why

Because you haven’t time for horseshit when something insults your intelligence.

Blithe ignorancefuckin    illiterates blindside me

Why you’re prone to humor, wit.

Possible

         More possibly because I dig your laughter an dimples

Lets hang clothes then take a shower

I showered before starting laundry.

                                        You’ll recall.

I was busy at breakfastYes  I recall

So you’re not thinking showershower.

I am not

You’re insatiable.

I am insatiable because you

I bet you say tha to all the grrls . . . laughing  threw her head back

                                                                       she was a challenge to the sun and moon

Youre glorious

she didnt hear him over her peals

1658,  Thursday,  28  3. 24

1136,  Reggaefriday,  29  3. 24

Aerosmith  Same Old Song and Dance  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y6C_nyZLQR8