This is a Thought

If I decided to peal paint off the upside-down radiator

for eternity,

I wonder if you would sit beside me  

reading Wallace Stevens.

If I decided to nurse the convent garden bursts of peonies

for eternity,

I wonder if you would smuggle me some

David Bowie tracks.

If I decided to eat only fudge brownies and cherry Starbursts

for eternity,

I wonder if you would google gourmet

recipes for me.

If I decided to paint my own Walden in the Washington wild

for eternity,

I wonder if you would build a nightclub

next to my cabin.

If I decided to leap out airplane hatches and steal rodeo saddles and read my poetry out-loud

for eternity,

I wonder if you would be happily

married in Norway.