she hates poetry
it’s as simple as can be
unlike the painter who flaunts
every stroke is taught
with purpose and poise

gets annoyed when i play LPs
says the hums and pops
put her at unease
but those low-fi mp3s
are too tinny for me

tired of the picture books
that stack up on shelves
she hates fantasy and sci-fi
says it’s a disease
to escape from reality

always worried
when i come home beaten and bruised
just turn on the news
guys like me that try to take it easy
get laid out on parade


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