Some Woman's Night Poem by danae kavouridi

Thursday evening
11: 45 the time is now,
just got back
from my painting class...
Oh, one of those hobbies
That keep your restless heart at ease.
My collage was too much!
Full of details
like life is,
small, strange details
that make a day go by.
I had to leave the class early,
a woman in love had abandoned before me.
My arrhythmias had started again,
as it always happens when in a calm state.
The water will be hot soon
I ll slowly go in the shower
Wash my day away
And prepare from my nightmares
I ll probably read my book
Some poetry maybe
Or just a cookbook
I am not a decent housewife you see
I read recipes before I go to sleep
by just imaging a gathering with friends
that will never happen
Not on Sunday at least.
Not this Sunday.