Tonight's Poet Corner: Has Been

Has Been
by Belinda Roddie

Has been
drinking again,
even though I told him
not to, even when his
blue eyes became
flecked with dark,
dark,
dark gold.

Has been
firing lousy shots at a
microwave because
it won't heat his casserole
properly. Has been cussing. Has been
shouting. Has been crying.

Hasn't seen daylight since
his wife keeled over
in the kitchen
all wide-eyed
with fried fish in her hair.