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ACROBATICS
“I have no tolerance for stress”
You tell me in the morning
As if it it were clothes
You neatly folded
And I’m the drawer
You are putting them in
Only the clothes are everywhere
Just like the dishes
And food no one is eating
“I have no tolerance for stress”
You text me on my lunch break
I did some cleanup
You said we were fighting
You needed presence
Now you need distance
Checking out on me
In these last desperate days
Before I get my severance
“I have no tolerance for stress”
I imagine you will say again
When we are hungry
In the evening
And you want
Us to eat out
Because you fed
The many leftovers
To crows
You tell me in the morning
As if it it were clothes
You neatly folded
And I’m the drawer
You are putting them in
Only the clothes are everywhere
Just like the dishes
And food no one is eating
“I have no tolerance for stress”
You text me on my lunch break
I did some cleanup
You said we were fighting
You needed presence
Now you need distance
Checking out on me
In these last desperate days
Before I get my severance
“I have no tolerance for stress”
I imagine you will say again
When we are hungry
In the evening
And you want
Us to eat out
Because you fed
The many leftovers
To crows
Published 26th Apr 2021
Author's Note
ACROBATICS topic offered by my wife Danielle
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26th Apr 2021 11:11pm
Needs a copy edit. As for the heart of it, been married for 25 years. I think we played that song at least once.
26th Apr 2021 11:14pm
27th Apr 2021 1:08am
27th Apr 2021 10:43am
Like this - Acrobatics is a more positive way of putting it than 'treading on eggshells', and opens the way for creative solutions on the high-wire of life.
