Trial Separation

Feeling like play, one day he plastered the curtains across her squared shoulders and tacked the rug to her knees. He bundled all the 'works of art' prettier pictures as you never saw, then rolled them up neatly, where they could not be reached. He slit her dress at elbow, wrist and inserted fine-stemmed goblets- rims up; one must not spill the wine, while the clock, he balanced upon her head: Something she said, that he never forgot; if you're late, it's better to just be dead, then recalled how the wedding invitations strangely, had filled him with dread..