I walk up to the house,
place the mail in the box
and start to walk on,
but the sound of angry voices
stops me in my tracks.

A man and a woman arguing.

I can hear things banging around
inside and wonder, as I have
so many times before, should I
let them fight it out, or dial 911?

"You don’t love me!" the man shouts.
The woman yells back, "All you want
to do is drink beer and f***!"

There is a long silence, then the sound
of a rear door banging shut.

Their garage is in the back alley.
I can’t tell which one is leaving,
or know if it's for better or for worse.