she cooks dinner,
plays tennis,
watches movies,
swims,
drinks my best with you,
helps with my kids,
I'm grateful,
all women need wives,
especially when they work
out of town,
but would you mind
asking if next time
she wouldn't leave her hairdresser's card
under my bed,
or her kimono
lying around?
2 comments:
Hey sms,
Oh, I like the idea at work in this poem: simple and deadly. (Bald confrontation is always gut-wrenching...)
My only suggestion would be to edit this one down to the rawest essence and make sure your pronouns are all tight - I want to be sure which 'she' you're referring to at all times.
A.
yeh this felt powerful.
i just didn't quite understand it as much as i wanted to.
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