How do you just sit there and watch 
your wife with other men?

Every man secretly imagines his wife 
being passed around a peer group 
like a new pair of binoculars
trained on a red-feathered bird.

So you don’t consider it a betrayal?

This whole thing is built on trust.

What is this exactly?

A forest of goose bumps.

How long have you been trapped 
in this forest?

My wife is a chainsaw.
She was born to chop wood.

And what were you born to do?

I’m the one who sees the tree 
fall down in the forest.
I’m the one who makes it real.