Him
He sits at home watching the children   his only job   folding clothes   playing warcraft in his mind   level 19 like a ticking clock   he waits for her to come home   In his dream He stands there at the podium, facing the crowd   power deals him power   she stands there behind him   stealing time   in his long shadow   taking everything she can   and driving him on    The lights shine in his eyes and turn everything to white   and he is suddenly home again   a child in the shade of a tree   that he remembers - old, majestic.   he is playing with her again   she brings a piece of folded paper   three times back and forth    pick a fortune      He walks home from playing with her   they are best friends   inseparable   playing with dolls sometimes -   two wives somedays two husbands    like peas and carrots   they know where the bodies are buried       He climbs the stairs in his mind   of the old white house in virginia  and pulls the cord to the attic  to the room where he makes the l...