We talked tonight over supper,
my friend and I.
She asked, would you rather have love or security?
And I thought, and then I laughed and said,
well if it's real love,
isn't that security?
Wasn't that part of the whole idea?
She took a big bite of brisket and nodded.
Sure was, she said.
We raised our beers and said we'd
always stick together.
To what man?