My Voice
Millstone
Millstone
She lifts today from shoulders
wads and unwads it, several times,
tosses it next to boots
and gym shoes
in the front closet.
She'll find it there in the morning.
Nodding occasionally through
dinner,
silence shields her from inquisition.
She doesn't want opinions,
and can't handle needs.
White noise will suffice for the evening.
(of course, a honey is everything ok?
might be nice)
Mary
She lifts today from shoulders
wads and unwads it, several times,
tosses it next to boots
and gym shoes
in the front closet.
She'll find it there in the morning.
Nodding occasionally through
dinner,
silence shields her from inquisition.
She doesn't want opinions,
and can't handle needs.
White noise will suffice for the evening.
(of course, a honey is everything ok?
might be nice)
Mary
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