Just for the hell of it, for the sheer relish of its rightness, I'd like to share with you the killer ending to Helena Nelson's "Ultimatum" from her terrific collection, Starlight on Water:
"...Come to bed, I said
shivering, now. Time later
when sad love's fed
to talk ultimata."
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