Ten Years Married -- Kevin Saving

Ten Years Married


I mark them surreptitiously. The pub
is dingy, candle-lit. They rub
their feet together underneath the table
and share one drink. Somehow they're able
to touch at half-a-dozen different places.
Their eyes seek answers in each other's faces.
Past thirty both. Entwined, their fingers steeple:
they're ten years married...but to other people.


Kevin Saving