Write me a poem about Love,Heartache & Loss,Realistic & Complicated,Arts & Sciences,Poetry & Poets.
This is a poem about Love,Heartache & Loss,Realistic & Complicated,Arts & Sciences,Poetry & Poets that I just wrote. It's called "Are All the Break-Ups in Your Poems Real?": 
If by real you mean as real as a shark tooth stuck

in your heel, the wetness of a finished lollipop stick,

the surprise of a thumbtack in your purse—

then Yes, every last page is true, every nuance,

bit, and bite. Wait. I have made them up—all of them—

and when I say I am married, it means I marriedall of them, a whole neighborhood of past loves.

Can you imagine the number of bouquets, how many

slices of cake? Even now, my husbands plan a great meal

for us—one chops up some parsley, one stirs a bubbling pot

on the stove. One changes the baby, and one sleeps

in a fat chair. One flips through the newspaper, another

whistles while he shaves in the shower, and every single

one of them wonders what time I am coming home.