A Domestic Man Poem by Suzanne Hayasaki

Suzanne Hayasaki

Suzanne Hayasaki

Menomonee Falls, WI, USA
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Suzanne Hayasaki
Menomonee Falls, WI, USA
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A Domestic Man



Give me a domestic man.
Someone whose hands have kneaded dough
Someone who knows how to make flowers grow
Someone in whose arms babies feel safe.

I can take care of myself.
I can make my own ends meet.
I can ride the train and face the strain
Of long days and thankless labor.

But when I come home
Let there be peace
Let there be good food and a little wine
And listening and intimacy and laughter.

Let the world chase illusive goals
Like Pokémons on cell phones.
I like it here at home
With a man who knows what really matters.

Thursday, July 28, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: content,home,intimacy,love
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Suzanne Hayasaki

Suzanne Hayasaki

Menomonee Falls, WI, USA
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Menomonee Falls, WI, USA
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