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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
SatInUGal
Written by SatInUGal (Kumar)
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ACROBATICS topic offered by my wife Danielle
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