today i was married

today it was legal

and two children were born

to a wife that once loved poetry

but no more

six years and now she wants to restrain me

even though she knows she can’t

you can’t stop beauty with ugliness

you can’t quell love with hate

my death will not be her victory

although she claims it

the horror of my name will remind her of that

today and every day to come

in my children’s faces

and what they will read of me