And The Oscar Goes To…

I
Urge you
To let me by
Get off your knees
No more second takes
Or tries
Spare me, please,
Shakespearean soliloquies
The improvised begs
Drawn out excuses
Your staged props
Pat rehearsed alibis

Fade to black
The sad ad-libbed performances
Of those tearless cries
The sex
The action
All the chic
Foreign style
Can’t be
Dramatically
Played by you
In block scripted set scenes
Of a mundane married life

The out of town weekends
Fishing trips
Cell phone tower
Dropped calls
Signal blips
Late nights working
Out of office
Business drinks
The lost receipts
From your distant relative’s
Funeral
On the
Vegas Strip
Your dedicated commitment
To the craft of lines
Of lies
On lies
THE LIES!
THE LIES!!
THE LIES!!!
THE LIES!!!!

The snide
Behind my back
Director’s cut
Whispered quips
The “You could try to look better”
Makeup
Grooming tips
The post production attempts
At editing
The flubs
Your slips
And, finally, yes...
In presenting this award
I would be remiss
If I forgot to include
From this congratulatory list
The rote recitation
Of her name
From your
Sleeping lips

I
Applaud you
Dear husband
Your spoof comedic character
Lights!
Camera!
Action!
Cue canned laughter!
Stand up
Take a bow
For all the accolades
And praise of
Raspberry worthy chatter
Casting call auditions
For a strong male lead
Marrying a nonsupporting role
Background
Z-list actor