picture on the fridge fell off
i pick it up and put in a trash
i went upstairs with glass of
water for you; you're all smile
i ask you how's your shopping
you said it's too tiring, poof
you ask me to unzip your dress
i did; i'm so nauseated but i keep
pretend to be so happy you're home
i even give you your night clothes
i lay like string beans out of hot water
you put your arms and legs around me
all my senses cease; i'm in too much pain
***
story i watch in tv
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